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dot demo - indigenous man lyrics

[verse 1]
i play the gods of the earth
sp-wn of the dawn
carried on by a curse
doomed the day i started like mama gave birth in a hurst
we mark the calendar red x on the first
they be fedex’n that work
bet if i flex i’ll make the feds go bizzerk
i rock my 40 top suede timbalands in any weather
clean hooptie v , seats soft as parisian leather
forming with the season i see they your knock off sweater
like papa legba
the underworld got me locked in forever
still i prevail with wings an a halo like
what the h-ll
i might as well k!ll these demons off while i’m breathing
enter the evening guided by deities who believe me
way more then i believe in them
bow your head or be condemned

[hook]
open yo eyes realize the war against yourself
they want your soul , you want the glitter , gold , infinite wealth
expand the knowledge
why you tryna spend ya whole life bicker’n over dollers
wit backstabbers an baby mommas
they tryna lock us physically , mentally , spiritually but lyrically i got em
hide the body never could find em
sacred vernacular shall reign on the land
now raise yo hand for the indigenous man

[verse 2]
i’m living like i got the 7 pillars in my trunk
loaded an drunk
an honestly never gave a flying 750 f-ck
we cooped up in that canned sedan
like d-mn should’ve got a truck
still smoking that amsterdam with som amsterdam in the cup
i’m kobe cold in the clutch
switch’n gears like a different outfit
i flip the flow an shock show
you not fit for this outlet
riding thru gothem bring’n the pain like bruce wayne
from the burbs 2 house’n
you jus be lounge’n like the broken alfred
i’m out for degenerate illiterate listeners
criticizing the industry
based off these phony visitors
generate’n the hidden agenda
for murdered presidents
an fly villas
i had 2 keep it trill for my n-ggas
they main concerned is when we bout 2 blow
acting like when you a shooting star the more you know
my rhymes is morris coda
i shine my light when the pen ignites
then grab the mic
as the beat explodes

[verse 3]
my grandfather cracked the code 2 civilization
an pasted it down like a rouge mason
now i’m sitting in this bas-m-nt pacing
erasing all of that false information
i’m blindly chasing
taking straight shots
my chest hot
cause the proof high
that stove top made the crew pop
so know only time we stops 2 get gas from the smoke shop
my life is borderline almost in boiling water
shall a precious daughter fulfill my cyph
i’m cursed for living so trif
teacher , teacher
i jus got myself a mèsa , told me that she see my future
an i’m really not gon need ya
cause i’m bound. for greater things hidden knowledge of the bleacher
but i better make it last
cause my times up fast
hit the other side tried 2 find no gr-ss
they said it’s always greener
an i’m tryna roll some weed up
kick my feet
an relax
somehow enjoy this stress
let the voices rest
what a gorgeous death

- dot demo lyrics

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