Day Underscore - Bittersweet (feat. Jagwar Dot & Noiramad)

Two
Goin Under
I live my life on my throne my bad too long
I passed, moved on, futons to croutons, And the two's on
Dot, I think a nigga forgot
I been hot since sock-hops on the block getting their juke on
Behave, Don't do no sleeping in the Woods, we preparing your grave
Niggas got drowned before they got started, beware of the wave
Try to go through your life without saying my name, it's just best you have
I'm not tryna preach the gospel
But I am an apostle
Tryna show the truth to the youth before it's a fossil
But who am I to judge cause ain't not way I'm quoting the Bible
Hopping in and out the trap with a Glock & a Rifle
Imagine going to sleep and then waking up with rival
Gotta do whatever that you gotta do that's survival
Stood on the block so long that ain't no way I ain't get a eyeful
And nowadays, niggas don't need a title to feel entitled
Shit is exhausting these days
You can try run, you can try to hide
It's fucked up but you can't leave
So what do you do
Revenge is Bittersweet
Pray for my enemies
We burning trees
Staring in mirror at the meek
Bittersweet
Two tone black skin hoodies on wait
Phone calls, white woman says her life's at a stake
A mistake to black not fact it's fact we attract all the hate, Karen said she wanna plate
Of the culture, culture Vulture interloper don't grope her rape
Locked in as a black don't give a fuck what you say
Imprisonments shackles a mental battle
Sunken place better paddle or hop yo ass saddle
Had to accomplish with my accomplice
With compass need direction I figure the picture
I'm painting I'm staining brain in blood
Them little kids didn't get no hugs It's wasn't love just two glocks and pair of gloves
Corona bottles models what follows is hollows dollars impalas niggas
Flexing within stressing stay humble or lose yo blessing
Strap up with the Bars strap up with God
No weapon formed against Shall prosper
I prosper in all aspects like Aztec now digest what you Ingest
Shit is exhausting these days
You can try run, you can try to hide
It's fucked up but you can't leave
So what do you do
Revenge is Bittersweet
Pray for my enemies
We burning trees
Staring in mirror at the meek
Bittersweet
How you doing this evening
I hope that you wasn't product of your environment
Pray you listen , hoping that it's easy grieving
Oh I been traveling, Comic Books yeah we back again
We here now so I guess we're even
The chains and whips hit way different in my day
Shining bright riding, listening to Sade
A smooth operator as sure as the Earth's crater is round
Some might say that it's flat, but I ain't into that
Police throwing me on the ground but I'm resisting that
Niggas will reach for a pound turn around and stab you in the back
Ugh, my nigga that's just life, but yet and still we choose to roll the dice
Heard a word from the people, they wanted a sequel, wanted a sequel, alright, you win
Comic Books is in now, we're charging for the features
Don't expect a handout, no discounts, don't get cursed out

Written by:
Derion Scroggins, Sean Winters, Damarion Williams

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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