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out of pocket interlude

  1. //Intro//
  2. Yeah, KO
  3. Doom time, let's get right
  4.  
  5. //Verse 1 0:11 0:31//
  6. Now we racin' into the battle, little fool rappers, grabbin' torn clothes
  7. Right out their wardrobes after they write out they four homes
  8. Tryna make it right from them, rappers, incite out they sore bones
  9. With they vocal chords domed like chords plugged into a damn wall
  10. To damn stall, who is this gettin' in the way of pins on my damn shawl
  11. After my versatility versus my verses mini league, revertin' around the murder killin' spree
  12.  
  13. //Verse 2//
  14. I write my rhymes like I'm right into the congregation
  15. In plain sight, main light lighting the conservation, starve a nation
  16. Spawns is achin', make me want start pacin', thinkin' questions to find our weapons
  17. But never answered and like Manson, put your hands up and start defendin'
  18. A few little shots at your little cerebral, like a pit of dumb people
  19. Mixed in a pot like a military or an army in a Cerebro
  20. My miniature statute is off the wall like Michael Jackson, off the charts like Chance The Rapper
  21. And imbeciles pack you into a box with thoughts of a psycho assassin, thoughts might jack ya
  22. Into doin' crazy things, maybe kings will stop you from a laid syringe
  23. On the ground ready to kill, dammit, we will, money for nothing like when I'm paid to binge
  24. Money for nothing like I'm dire but straight, in dire need of a strait to get me outta this place
  25. But when I look, there ain't no resources or materials
  26. I guess it's Plan B, we gon' extort it out imperials
  27. We got that holy water, in the milk like we some cereal
  28. In the heart but I can care less if y'all was watchin'
  29. Still walkin' with my head down in this rotten world we walk in
  30. Hate how y'all got away from bars, ain't no prison escape
  31. Or turnin' into prison guards, watchin' prisoners late
  32. We off the dome like we supposed to, crooks in the postals
  33. Get yo pockets turnt while you walkin' cross an old school
  34. Yeah, yeah, switch it up
  35.  
  36. //Outro//
  37. Out of pocket, gettin' pockets flipped
  38. You make a band, what time it is
  39. We runnin' 'til no time exists
  40. Existence with the final gist

Lyrics added by KO-Doomzday

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