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madd hatter - daaam (freestyle) lyrics

[intro: the alkaholics]
daaam

[hook: the alkaholics]
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam

[verse 1: madd hatter]
yo, i might go
the type o’ guy who can go a little psycho
performing lypo up on a tight rope
where i might choke from a tight throat
yo, as far as the night goes, i’m wide open
divide oceans like moses, i’m divine, focused
sippin’ the right kind of potions
emotions flow potent like the blinds have been opened
and i’m ready to start anew
keep spittin’ at you like that charleston chew
i’m barkin’ at you
start with a few parts, pursue arts, then park with a view
gaze at the horizon
surrounded by four bars and nothing phony like verizon
just me and some score cards, schemin’ devisin’
leave when the rising sun hits our backs and it’s blinding
reminding me that time is money and time is all we have

[hook: the alkaholics & madd hatter]
daaam (time is all we have motherf-cker)
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam

[verse 2: madd hatter]
yo, time is all we have
that’s why i spend hours makin’ sense with the math
blessed with the cash flow, no embargo like castro
i make the cash go
withdrawal takes effect and i slow it down (go to town)
go to town, lift my n0ble frown
and keep smiling like i’m on pacific islands
gettin’ back rubs in silence
then go “casino” with the violence
madd hatter comin’ back atcha like a backstabber, motherf-cker
daaam!

[verse 3: dugglas plum$]
yeah, pockets so fat like norbit
real high on tracks like i only orbit
hope you don’t think you have the courage to mess with my porridge
pay homage to the page turner
get too close? oh, yeah, feel the heat from the burner
oh, baby, yeah
that’s what you like, dirty talk
as long as you graceful down the cat walk
money talks quicker
add another comma to my figures
clean converse sneakers
flow biters, i’m jaws in these waters
last time i saw you, you were my server taking my order
all the money in the world won’t stack up to what life’s all about for this guy
even puttin’ the d in the apple pie as i’m skeeting high
king kong pounding on my chest
ah, h-ll yes, as i yell i’m the best
punchlines jab quick, hand sk!lls, now you feel it in your chest
you test, i profess
leave your life in a mess
just ask my ex
oh, sh-t, karma’s a b-tch
you ain’t got nada on e-rich
trees and hennessy, oh what a mix

[hook: the alkaholics & dugglas plum$]
daaam
daaam
daaam
daaam (daaam)
daaam (it’s cl-ss-sick records)
daaam (it’s cl-ss-sick records)
daaam (it’s madd hatter)
daaam (it’s professor plum$)

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