Russian Doll by Lord Sko
Russian Doll by Lord Sko

Russian Doll

Lord Sko * Track #7 On MUSEUM

Russian Doll Lyrics

[Verse1:]
Harder then city I was bleeding cement
I breathe the air this filled up with regret this second hand
The bezzle hand they're steady they tested the better man
The metal stamp that's heavy I'm blessed I set up plans
I'm made hungry on the way feed [??]
Home only fed up in corner stores open until the morning
I heard the warning of demons I wasn't heeded with caution
I'm eager for the preceding I see the seed and ignore it
I keep a seeds for importance
Because people keep with exalting supreme when
They come to knowledge,I treat it like it's boring
But see, they go read the coffin the thoughts to defeat when they team explore it
Shit I ain't sleeping a week 'till I see my peak of performance
I dream when I'm conscience watch the streets exceeding with confidence
Peace to guys to I'm rocking with beats the army anonymous
The chase, the dollar bills constant We live a vicious cycle
My OG gave me a play for the win like Philip Michael
While still a child My spinning mind almost hit this spiral
I hit the shot no, you miss a lot, but you win the title
Some bitter rivals escaped my margins this and survival
Y'all motherfuckers is really some jokes I didn't smile
About a half an ounce of weed in these baggy jeans
Had a better dream tendencies got me out of reach
Trying to have my peace of at least trying to have a piece
Never cut me out cut your mouth if you ought to speak
I leave him on they laugh they learn
Sometimes my boys can get the best of me I have to admit
I'm scientific can't you see the way the atoms are split?
I may be mystic crash the whip survive like magical trick
Having visions, hieroglyphics, off of the acid I trip
Black belt with a m. I never practiced the chip on a practice
This. I will be passing them quick and that's the finish lin
You lasting? Only catch my drift, motherfucker
I really keep a couple of butter. I say, what's up to my brother?
We just be doubling up. It's like, God damn
And I ain't really trust no other. I still be talking the money
Y'all hustle under the cover It's on hand
And they don't understand what you got to do
Saw the sun rise with a plane got a lot to prove
A lot of pussies on the block got a lot to move
Don't try to step in my shoes I know you're not in tune

[Verse 2:]
Arrival of the most spectacular one
And I don't even rap it just let my vernacular run
My homie did a bit in Attica for packing a gun
That's not to sound all too familiar, like relapsing a drug
I'm sitting pretty calmly stacking the fund
Smoke so much they thought I'm out here trying to blacken a lung
In fact, I was young My habits under drastic and stuff
Was really wilding on the artist or the acid. It sucked
Now you can't get where I'm at move like the traffic is stuck
I know I talk a lot of shit, but I'd be backing it up
Lacking the trust already seen them cats eat enough
I try to tell myself my time in the passing It's done
To make it here you got to face your fear and catch me run
Y'all chasing clout, man ain't like the way that caption was spun
I won't react, but if you drag it, then what's happening, son?
So cut the chatting 'cause I'm really 'bout that action what's up? And now remember Captain sour out the purple bags
I bet the cat will shoot the arrow at an hourglass
We new De Niro in the barrel gotta count it fast
Don't like to stare at chicks but then she got a fatter ass
Never fighting fair and param in the Cataracs
Be like a Viking doing damage with a battle axe
Standing in cyphers get embarrassed if I'm rappin last
That's worth the yams are some comparisons I had to pass
The last straw on the camel's back
You man was talking disrespectful. How we handle that
They keep my Brody pack melt you like some candle wax
The devil looked me in the face you bet I'm staring back
I cherry picked the Fahrenheit and never shed a stack
I'm very quick, like Jerry Rice with a Montana cats
So picture perfect they might even see the camera flash
For rappers up into thin air like disappearing acts
I'm with my twin We taking over like the Parent Trap
The snaring hat, the punctuation in my paragraph
The staring catch they all spend without a [??] attached
It's still plenty for my grandkids to inherit that

Yeah, I'm building this shit up, man. Stop playing around

I swear I'm really trying to fuck up the game
And making sure that everything I got is something to claim
Only time I seen a needle drop with drugs in the vein
So I'll be waiting on a comfortable change one of these days
Paranoid lack of trust is to blame coming from pain
Got all this weight on my shoulders but I'm just under my chain

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