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letra de doomsday - tonyhd

[intro]
hahahaha, for you n-gga (lucy beatz hey)
i am ready to sweat my brains off
nah, what were they sayin’ again? oh

doomsday on these motherf-ckers (k!ll switch)

[verse 1]
they’re talkin’ loud but weaker than silk
glass jaws shatter, like dreams built on milk
you assh0l-s claim the throne, but it’s just a facade
behind the scenes, you’re just a cheap facade
well, you’d rather see us locked in chains, than be on the top, please explain
the hate in your brains
in the last face-off, jaws got broken whilе you assh0l-s, claim you reign
i swear, i’ll nеver call you a b-tch again, in the midst of the pain
nah, let me play the game, for the fame, i gain
like the race war, we face more than just a face-off
it was us against odds, all of them never take off
you talk about battlin’ me at your own pace
well, i’m standin’ in your ugly face!
bluffin’, huffin’, and puffin’ like a big bad wolf
enough with the fluff, i shuffle words like cards, dealin’ out my disdain
offbeat, nah my mind’s a maze that’s stuck in this offroad race
hey, let me drop some bars, no ego just the truth untold
racin’ against the odds feelin’ lost like a myth untold
days going by through my fingers like sand in an hourglass
uff, the struggle hits hard, a heavyweight ’bout
to rise, like the moon coming out
[break]
i gained wisdom from the pain, and scars on my mental terrain
in this battle we call life, every step is a gain
and though i get some setbacks i know there are greater comebacks
in the fog like a beacon in the dark
(be gone in the dark)

[verse 2]
and f-ck all these race wars, not for the glory, it’s a race war
we face more than just a face-off, it’s a tale that we trace for
odds against us, they never take off, and while they’re stuck on the ground
i’m spittin’, flames, seekin’ fame and not the blame for your downfall
i’m reminiscing to the struggles and stickin’ to my puns
more than you can store in this world, where hatred is more
and behind the scenes, you’re puppets on the strings
doomsday on you motherf-ckers, i’m about to destroy you n-ggas

you’d rather see me in chains, but your plan is on a display
know that you never stood a chance going against me
and while the death bell rings, tolling for your defeat
it’s all about the puns something that you buns will never understand (yeah)
callin’ me outdated sh-t, but i’m cautious with words leavin’ no room for my fall
my flow is so cold, got my nose runnin’ like it’s snowin’
and these puns, gonna take me where the wind’s blowin’
reaching for the stars, but it’s just one i’m knowin’
big jones is still gettin’ the job done, and it’s funky
spitting these bombs with a fiery sting
bobbing and weaving, like ali in the ring
yeah “he might be great but he’ll fall in eight.”
(yeah he will fall in eight)
haha
like the race war, we face more than just a face-off
it was us against odds, all of them never take off

- tonyhd

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