Cold Blood - Doo Rags lyrics

Hook: This game is a phantom this game makes you pssssycho Imagine being abandoned everybody looking at you through a microscope As you tightrope, one typo and its into the grand canyon For survival in these politics you need trustee companions We went from bandits to champions, this may seem random But the whole time we had on doo rags and bandanas Dayyyum Verse 1: My rhymes are gracefully plotted Toxic if you hold um so place um in your pocket Me and the king are 2 of amerikaz most wanted So if you spot us don't approach us cuz we're plotting propaganda Applaud the top bananas we wear doo rags and bandanas, don't mishandle us Even tho we burning like candles, its skandalous Hazardous when we manifest even in the bright lights of Los Angeles But it started off as two kids with man*scripts fighting through the labyrinth Anonymous now we glamorous, it's no accident If you disagree you're the devils advocate Fight evil, I'm the peoples amulet Drink from a goblet But in the end its your profit Opposite of the 1st duke of somerset or any monarch in Great Britain My destiny was independent before the declaration was written Spinning and winning, my vocab write up in Walters kitchen Best thing since the invention of women I don't mean to be s**ist nobody mention Bill Clinton My life is a saga, like the Adventures of Tintin So who wants to be the next victim of the microphone supervillain? Hook Verse 2 (king q) The king is in the house Making money, getting honey's But it still feels as if Nothing's changed this whole damn time From start to finish it's still the same damn line But we still dropping clinical rhymes And sick beats that make you holla Or sound like a harmonious chime But on the other side We go out and commit odious crimes Gun shots, violence, hateful non-sense But for real now Its a cold world we living in Not easy to make it in If you exert more the cream will come right in But seriously How do you think you'll get the cash cow If you don't even know how To spit a single verse When you go on twitter And tweet about how you got a new album You workin on But as it turns out Its just a bunch police sirens, or buying diamonds On a private island Smoking so much crap That you wake up in some strip club In thailand But me and wasabi don't write about that Scrub We rap about what what's true And when we do We have on doo rags Doo rags and bandanas Hook Verse 3: If there was a safety net to catch your downfall you'd still fall through it Can't juggle the fame Or do you just not have the balls to do it We have a problem Houston Get your flow more fluid ur lyrics are translucent Have a unit reunion stop abusing the use of music Don't ruin the movement cuz it's coming to an arena near you soon Nuisance, I'm cruising I'm on the launch pad making the musical blueprint Didn't have to do it Cuz jehovah came through it and came through in the clutch Homie it's the 4th quarter, you'll need more than a little luck At this point, finding a 4 leaf clover wouldn't hurt Ur acting like a vacuum cleaner, s**ing up dirt Your car breaks fast, and I'm the dessert Meaning the times run out, you just came up short Sorry kid it's ovah Reality is harsh, the truth bites like a cobra Cuz while ur falling faster than a waterfall in Nova Scotia I'm outta this world exploding like a Supernova And yo, if you want more I got that I'll give you three more from the corner pocket I'm cold as hell and I tell stories, it ain't fair Approach me where I can see you cuz the stench of failures in the air Fell on ur face and I cleaned it up called it wipe out Went from scouted, to touted, to star, like Mike Trout I hit a home run While yall just strikeout Oooooo dayyyummm