Doc Z - Dive

Dance motherfucker
Lets get it
Time to work son
Its gonna hurt son
Just remember it could have been worse son
Could have been better too
You could have the first one
Thought for a second
We'd at least be the third ones
Things aint always what they seem though
Buy some boots if your feet cold
And dance
What you waiting for frost bite
Tell me what you do it for the love or the spotlight
I'll Probably hit the bong twice
Do it for the song watch me song write
Right left I guess
I just want to know
Why we even
Why even drinking after midnight
And why you even bringing up a fist fight its on
How you gonna
How you gonna tell me how to live right
When all im trying to do is fucking get right
Get gone gone gone
I don't want to wake up counting my sick days
Forcing endorphins to invade this brain
Hoping I don't get made
Can talk to you
Does this music make you do everything you wanna do
It might haunt you but it prepared you
Trying to move that paper like a mailroom
Aint that right
I know this real shit might scare you
But listen dog I dare you
It might cost you
Was it a fair move
Put your seat belt on be careful
And lets ride lets dive
Things change and we remain
These days it does seem strange
We kill ourselves we plead insane
If we dwell It feeds the pain
Keep it moving who's pulling all the strings
Got me wondering confused like was it all a dream
Well big or small
If you hit a wall
Trip and fall
Get up and just get it all dog
Back up im back up don't need back up
I bring the heat back pyro chiropractor
They mad I keep bringing my past up
Get passed up
The past is the one thing that goes nowhere
And is always there
As far as we know this is as far as we go
As far as we know hardly we know
It might haunt you but it prepared you
Trying to move that paper like a mailroom
Aint that right
I know this real shit might scare you
But listen dog I dare you
It might cost you
Was it a fair move
Put your seat belt on be careful
And lets ride lets dive
You can call me doc
And you can find me in the deep end swimming
Dog I got a job
I don't do this for a living im just living
Gotta get it how I get it though
Hard to tell I'm ahead on my bills
And these headphones making me feel so invincible
Coming atcha stoney from montana
Dropping hits like I'm hunter azure
Slippery slope gets steeper
As we fall deeper in love
I don't know man it must be the flow or something
I got the keys I gotta keep the motor running
She says that I push and hold her buttons
But loves when I turn her over like stolen buckets
Go and dunk it
Load the trunk with a bowl of mushrooms
And what you waiting for ma roll me something
Could of been a role model if I wasn't cussing
What the fuck is you judge or something
I used to be a drug dealer
Motherfucker this is nothing
Ask your mother
I didn't say that I was proud of it
And I didn't say I wasn't
Dog I hustled in and out of it
Cause if you sink in it
Than that means you can drown in it
It might haunt you but it prepared you
Lets dive
Trying move that paper like a mailroom
Ain't that right
Dive dive dive dive dive
Its doc lets dive lets dive

Written by:
Zechariah Zilkoski

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