-like to sing this, I'd rather hum this

Keep the beat with the help from the drumsticks

We work the mics and rehearse the lines that life furthers

And curse the vines that you might have heard your rumors from

Like it's me verse a vice or vice versa

Then I returned to the life that Christ nurtured

Come come now

You're feet first in ice water

We're feet first in fire

We reversed the modern and earned the checks

To the check one-two's, the three-four-fives

And the right to watch the sun on the eastern seaboard rise

Pack up the bags, eat

Sleep for a second

Then it's back on the van

Listen to beats for the record

Feel like it's all that I ever knew

Convenient procedure

All for the revenue

Leave at my leisure

So coming soon to a college town near you

DTR here we are

Holla atcha rap group

Incorporated so of course it's hated

Write, record it, order it, re-order it the more we make it

This is not a promise it's a threat

The cigarette to your balloon

Cue the gossip roll the tape I rock the room

Say it's a nose job

As in she got it cause she knows somebody

I'm paying dues in red blood and borrowed money

Son me if you can

Lemme see your grand plan

A low-budget production bandana glamour on a handcam

Let me sign your poster, strike a poser

Sleeping in my armor while you're sleeping on your holster

It goes get money waste

Rather take money from a thing we need to a thing we see

Jake honey, nothing's free

True indeed

Open the seam

Scribble the bleed

Agitate seed to leaves

Conceive Doomtree

Blood brothers

Close shutters

They don't need to see this beast

Prose sputters free

Those other Joes peddle cheap

And shody work'll bruise your body purple

Some folk'll never lose a toe, but then again some folk'll...

You say that hell is human

I say you break it you buy it and make the shell-toes move in on self-improvement quicker that you could sell the movement

Make the circuits mash across the circus act

Two-thousand-something moving circa that

Turn off the screwdriver

Ghostwriter for hire

Tie up the wires

I am the fire supplier of inspired rap

Burn the empire back

It's Doomtree live through the wiretap