Everyday

[Intro]
Every day
We do this every day
Every day (LMG)
We do this every day
Ah, this OD we do this every day
Every day (Come on, come on)

[Verse 1: J Reno]
Reno back in business, I told them God is my witness
I leave this music, it's in this blood liquid like them drugs in them
I paid my dues, now it’s pay per view, so make your moves
I face my demons every day, I ain't scared to lose
Mad science when I'm in the studio
Working, creating something beautiful, play it at your funeral
Curtains closеd, no viewing you, yes, I’m back on the lunatic rap
And if you ain't with that, hit 'еm with the boom bap
Quick one, two, set, we flex you next
You say you killin' a track but we ain't got no witness
Come forward to that, I never conform to that
Born to rap, fuck more holding back
Ain't no filter, y'all can't tell me nothin’
It’s too real for 'em, you out here on a daily frontin’
Mostly you fools got nothing to lose and something to prove (Ha)
Praying for views and a mention in the mainstream news
I just do what I do, you'll save the fairytales and bullshit
The game is snakes and ladders, blood in the bullpen

[Chorus]
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day

[Verse 2: Overdose]
Fu-fu-fu-fuck you with that overdose
One shot and you comatose
Much worse than a broken nose, so fuck you hoes
The limits that I go, nobody knows the path I chose
From the ash I rose, the Earth is hot and Hell is frozen
Not a problem, I keep on going
All night to the early morning
Even at times when it seem hopeless, I keep my focus
No hocus pocus, this real life in motion
I ain't ever posin', OD here to cause commotion
My style demented, heavy on your mind, inside cemented
And I tormented, with the demons in my head I see no ending
An eternal struggle and I don’t know what side is winning
All I want is a new beginning but I keep on sinning
You can't slow me down, I'm on a cloud
All those people used to know me, they don't know me now
People thinking you could beat me gonna show me how
All this treason that you're speaking, better shut your mouth

[Chorus]
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
On the mic every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day
We burn it down every day, every-every-e-every day

[Verse 3: Brad Shank]
On the mic every day, whether or not I'm in the booth I spray
On the stage I play when I'm getting my pay
I get everyone tripping when I get living my way
So don't get in my lane, when I'm old enough
And get to blasting action like a mass disaster
I'ma kill a syllable and get to rapping faster
Shut the casket and laugh when the track is mastered (Fuck y'all)
This ain't no joke, given the chance, I'm going straight for your throat
Take a villainous rhythm and get it laced with the flow
When I finished you feel like I'm in your face with the scope
Don't choke or your time is up, I'm coming from the Cold North and the grind is rough
You want to size me up? Then go and line 'em up
'Cause I can hold my own when I'm ridin', bruh
Not a minute goes by I don't wish I was rhymin' when I'm gettin' my time in
This shit is a problem and I really should admit it
I'm addicted to the feeling that I get when I'm grindin' (Yeah)
When I find a snare and I kick the switch flips
And shit gets thick when I twist and rip shit
Do it every day with a list of limericks
So sick when I'm kicking, I'ma get my fix in
J Reno and OD told me to kill and I ain't getting no cold feet
Hit 'em with a feeling that you get in your soul
It's like you rolling a spliff while you dissing the oldies
Try to keep up, we ain't ever slowing down
LMG is coming with a hella dope sound
And we doing whatever to stay ahead of those clowns
And my pen is a weapon, it's time to let it go pow!