B.O.T.D.
[Hook] Foot on the gas, let the whole bitch shake, Jaw locked tight, feel the road vibrate. Neon drip blood, every smile two-faced, Whole damn city's got a price on faith. Fuck what they sell, I ain't buyin' that lie, Everybody grin while they dead inside. Mind full of static, got the dash on fire, If I burn this bitch down, I'ma leave it inspired. [Verse 1] Blacktop boilin', heat peel skin, White lines blur, now the walls cave in. Bad habits ride like they next of kin, Every bad decision got me cashin' back in. Floor full of roaches dressed up like kings, Cheap gold chains and imaginary wings. They toast to greed while the slot bell sings, Whole room smell like broken promises. Lips gone numb but the jaw still grind, Eyes wide open, ain't trustin' one sign. Every damn face got a crack in the design, Everybody huntin' for a piece of my mind. [Hook] Foot on the gas, let the whole bitch shake, Jaw locked tight, feel the road vibrate. Neon drip blood, every smile two-faced, Whole damn city's got a price on faith. Fuck what they sell, I ain't buyin' that lie, Everybody grin while they dead inside. Mind full of static, got the dash on fire, If I burn this bitch down, I'ma leave it inspired. [Verse 2] Glass-eyed demons in a rented suite, Talkin' 'bout God with cocaine teeth. Every handshake got a hidden receipt, Everybody eat 'til they choke on greed. Southside grit with a venomous tongue, Kick that door like the war just begun. Kick so hard make the whole room jump, 808 hit like a twelve-gauge thump. Reality bent but I never broke, Still blowin' smoke where the rich folk choke. Laugh in the face of the punchline joke, 'Cause the world's one spark from a cloud of smoke. [Outro] Engine redlined. Pulse don't quit. No clean ending. Just another bad hit. Everybody wants heaven... nobody wants to admit They built this motherfucker brick by brick.
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[Hook] Foot on the gas, let the whole bitch shake, Jaw locked tight, feel the road vibrate. Neon drip blood, every smile two-faced, Whole damn city's got a price on faith. Fuck what they sell, I ain't buyin' that lie, Everybody grin while they dead inside. Mind full of static, got the dash on fire, If I burn this bitch down, I'ma leave it inspired. [Verse 1] Blacktop boilin', heat peel skin, White lines blur, now the walls cave in. Bad habits ride like they next of kin, Every bad decision got me cashin' back in. Floor full of roaches dressed up like kings, Cheap gold chains and imaginary wings. They toast to greed while the slot bell sings, Whole room smell like broken promises. Lips gone numb but the jaw still grind, Eyes wide open, ain't trustin' one sign. Every damn face got a crack in the design, Everybody huntin' for a piece of my mind. [Hook] Foot on the gas, let the whole bitch shake, Jaw locked tight, feel the road vibrate. Neon drip blood, every smile two-faced, Whole damn city's got a price on faith. Fuck what they sell, I ain't buyin' that lie, Everybody grin while they dead inside. Mind full of static, got the dash on fire, If I burn this bitch down, I'ma leave it inspired. [Verse 2] Glass-eyed demons in a rented suite, Talkin' 'bout God with cocaine teeth. Every handshake got a hidden receipt, Everybody eat 'til they choke on greed. Southside grit with a venomous tongue, Kick that door like the war just begun. Kick so hard make the whole room jump, 808 hit like a twelve-gauge thump. Reality bent but I never broke, Still blowin' smoke where the rich folk choke. Laugh in the face of the punchline joke, 'Cause the world's one spark from a cloud of smoke. [Outro] Engine redlined. Pulse don't quit. No clean ending. Just another bad hit. Everybody wants heaven... nobody wants to admit They built this motherfucker brick by brick.
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