Doomtree - Punch-Out

Ring around the squared circle, side setter repertoire
Blind sider, gut splitter, butt splatter, weapon paw
Second guesser, predecessor, hidden stressor, set it off
Second in command commanding power with the reckoning force
Double O ten, larger than Kelly Robinson
You getting knocked out harder than Danny Donavon
Doomtree blowout, winter for your wonderland
Willing to only cut a man bullies will never understand
Wooly mammoth Minnesnowta, Murder Maker Mike Mictlan
Hoodie, parka, Nordic, mitten, muzzle, skully, get it on
Sims and Cecil, Mike and Stef, Lazerbeak the legend god
Wings and Teeth teaming up, feeding on the lesser parts
Uptown to Peavey Park, West Bank to Powderhorn
Doomtree, captains of the rapping liberal north
Sovereign township on some Watership Down shit
The Bangarang Gang, style over everything

(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Man I try to stay cool, let the assholes be assholes
But they're pulling on my last hopes
Yeah they're pulling on my last cord
Anymore and I might get 'em something to die for (oh)
Call 911, last days in America, the primates won
At the mouth frothing like troglodytes
I'm on a zombie hunt, yeah it's on tonight (oh)
Put out an APB, all these silverback gorillas on the trail they chase me
Man, I should just move to the sticks
And let these alpha males roll in their own shit
But I ain't giving into you, I'm a citizen too, who's tryina' to save who?
On a big white horse in a pale grey suit
I move with the moon, I'm like ready, aim, shoot

Shoot
Shoot
Shoot man

Written by:
Aaron Mader, Andrew Sims, Michael Thomas Marquez

Publisher:
Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.

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