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otitis – doubt me more lyrics

[intro]

in a world where hip hop lays on its deathbed, living off machines
there remains one duo who goes by the name of the flame effect, containing ot-tis and b. magic
many doubted that they would make it, but they are here to prove you wrong
let’s go!

[verse 1 – o.t.]

i’d like to accept this award for most underestimated
soon as i step through the door, they coulda guessed i’m hated
put an impressive–ss score out and they still ain’t say sh-t
guess that mean i must be headed down the road to greatness

basic haters, glidin’ along, ridin’ on ot-tis coattails
askin’ me how i’ma climb up high, when my f-ckin’ rope fails
smashin’ the things i want in life, hope my alb-m won’t sell
till i crush ’em again, they frail beneath my f-ckin’ toenails

oh h-ll, there he go again, talkin’ that sh-t, don’t hold it in
when i hold the pen, they ain’t close to him, or who i’m flowin’ with, lord knows i been
grinding harder than they all have been, they know this sh-t, but ain’t showin’ it
just provokin’ him, but i told ’em this- keep it up homie, gimme more poker chips…

keep the hatrid, on your godd-mn lips, never stopped for a d-mn minute
got the nerve to tell me he’s not an ent-ty, reckon i don’t got a gift?
best of times if it’s lookin’ grim, hatrid push me to my limit
if you thinkin’ it’s my time to quit, listen homie, this isn’t it, b-tch

[hook]

these people don’t know the work i’m puttin’ in
they really wan’ see me in the hood again
they know who i be, i couldn’t let ’em win
never gon’ bring me down when i sever they feelings, just like this

(haa… haa…) y’all could doubt me more
(haa… haa…) y’all could doubt me more
(haa… haa…) y’all could doubt me more
see they face when they hear i sell out the store
give ’em h-ll when i tell ’em all doubt me more, like this

[verse 2 – b. magic]

like this, with a little bit of that, with a little bit of left to right, we gon’ test the fight
i take the lyrics from the desk to mic, and leave the rest to hype, y’see, you f-ckin’ with the best, tonight
but you ain’t with it, you ain’t get it, you’d’ve quit it in a minute, if you live with all the business in this stressful life
so i’m givin’ it legitimately-spirited adherin’ to the lyrics, you can fear it and be blessed, or die

and that’s a fact to the fifth, yeah they clap for a bit, but they hear i’m from the internet and ‘back to the script’, huh?
about time i react with the fists, f-ck ‘back to the script’, yo it’s ‘back to the mission’
the tactic’s emittin’ from accurate spittin’ are slappin’ the b-st-rd that slacks when he listens
and whether or not you hearing me, i’ll grab the position of bringin’ popularity to rappin’ efficient

but they never wanna hear that, they done made the decision to hate when they listen
forgettin’ that i’m spittin’ with a flame definition, and o don’t dig in the crates, he be fishing
yo, we gon’ hit ’em with a venomous song, that’ll stick until the enemy’s gone, and i don’t tend to be wrong
so when i’m sayin’ ‘if you’re thinking you’re strong, to go and get the baton’, best believe that it’s finna be on

let ’em tell me that they had to reject it, that a netcee’s best bein’ smacked and detested
and the dot-com talk of a candid collective can’t make it in the game… challenge accepted, n-gg-!
geek-speak with a forthright diss, what’s next, i’ma throw my fist so you know my gist
see, they always wanna grab it when i rap it automatic, but the flow might miss, so it goes like this

[verse 3 – o.t.]

in a world full of b-tches, the alpha dog survives
in a world full of riches, i’m out for yours and mine
makin’ the power moves on time, hatin’ me now is suicide
ain’t nothin’ that can take him out his prime, put “the greatest” on the grave before i die

ot stand for overtime, 5 eps, 365
days, on major overgrind, put me in a d-mn insane asylum
while they all been lazy, i been diggin’ thru crates and lacin’ rhymes
bigger than the hate, y’all can hate me, fine, i flip it in they face and they feel like dyin’

but keep on tryin’, you don’t know the good i see in you
runnin’ outta fuel without you dudes, y’all are like a tool i got to use
lookin’ at the things i couldn’t do, if they ain’t ever hate, i wouldn’t move
maybe we need a thousand crews, of doubters for b. magic too

this the flame effect and we came to wreck
everything on deck, when i aim for necks, and keep lames in check
put the game to rest, and i maim ya vest
if you claim a set, i locate the tec, it’s okay i bet
that y’all angered that, i’m gon’ claim the best
it ain’t shameful that, they wan’ hate, in fact, you can be my guest

[outro]

y’all could doubt me more
y’all could doubt him more
y’all could doubt us more
y’all should doubt us more

and so, hip hop lives to see another day
the fire fueled from the many who did not believe turned the hunger of our duo into the power needed to overcome all obstacles standing
with this power they called upon those who did believe
and in spirit single-handedly brought back what once was
this is the power of the flame effect

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