D-Celli - Do or Die Music/Outro lyrics

[Verse 1: D-Celli] Ruler of Lucifer, Son stuck to the Crucifix All it took was two lines to summarize the music biz Heaven and hell, coffin and nails I be the dude haters hoping was destined to fail Keeping it real you Kenan & Kel, David Chapelle to me Comedy. Chuckle muffled while Im out here dodging felonies Picture this photosynthesis Mom's sun, holding blades, pushing gra** Hit the drop and leaves, put it in the past Pulling Ds, skipping cla** Pushing Os, grabbing a** Puff and pa**, white and raps But he come with pizaz Plus he get these b**hes hornier than jazz. Music Life's a bunch of choices and I'm choosing Do or Die Music and I'm do-zing b**hes, blunts, and boozing while you snoozing. The truth is Pat White, got beats, like he, leave bruises. Hard hitting Reason we on the scene from the Bean to New Britian I ain't finning specific. Its just a dream of getting signed like petitions Thick chicks, spiff whips, and a crib to live in (let it breathe) [Bridge: D-Celli] She inhale on the wine. I exhale when I rhyme Heavy breathing synchronized a matter of time I let it breathe while its still alive. (It's do or die) [Verse 2: D-Celli] A daily dose of Ddash is essential Poetry painting pictures but this is me tracing stencils Dizzy this sh** just hits me when Im coming off the mental Fun time on the grind for the lettuce and romaine Punch lines like I battle with c**aine On my grind sick of battling no names Who claim to spit fire, when I arriva there's no flames First s**y white rapper in the game That's what chicks call me that don't know my name I rep the Rock in the Box, diamond exchange Craving for the days that all I'm flipping is a page This the Take Over. Breaks over b**h I'm breathing Ether See me swagging since s**ing under the bleachers Do or d**h, God respect. I Resurrect like Easter. Turning haters to believers And quarterbacks to receivers. Eager, itching to be pitching it Chuck up the Rock and I'm hitting it If your chick in the Rock I'm hitting it Witness this limitless to exquisiteness Cause Ddash never crash, and Dylans got diligence In the end they feeling it Brings so much heat to the Beat That I gotta speak through the steam With a wet rag on my back, while I write raps for this track, Ddash!- (ha) Who you know as hot as that? Grinding for diamond plagues, A1 like a Diamondback More money, more problems, f** it Give me all of that I'll f** her. Never call her back I'm joking like a hard attack (It's Do or Die)