Yung Dmize - Short Fuse / in the Trenches

Doomshop assassins all black with the masks again
Making punk Mothafuckas afraid to spit trash raps again
Sending my location to murk you and that's my damage plan
Rappers sounding handicapped like they ain't got a leg to stand
Always staying ready for combat so bring that hand to hand
Cold as fucking life and so hard is how I was born to land
Ain't no tolerance left to express so lay beneath the sand
Living life foul like dirty cops sniffing coke
Talking shit, liable to get both of your legs broke
Short fuse Mothafucka, light it and catch a blast
Fucking with Dmize might get your life span cut in half
Living life foul like dirty cops sniffing coke
Talking shit, liable to get both of your legs broke
Short fuse Mothafucka, light it and catch a blast
Fucking with Dmize might get your life span cut in half
We in the trenches
So when you see us you be hopping fences
I'm the starting line up all you pussies just be riding benches
With the quickness, flow relentless when it be cracking you from the back
Busting heads like some Mothafuckin pipe wrenches
Flow is tight, like 5 mics when I'm mentioned
You better give it up I take it in blood like It Was Written
But y'all don't listen, I made it 20 seconds into your track but yo I couldn't finish
I'm still the illest
So put your best lyricist up and bring the book of Guinness
I'ma hit you with the backhand and I ain't talking tennis
My team ain't takin no L, we stay collecting pennants
You lying through your teeth bitch and I'm the dentist
Ain't no snitching or switching to other sides Akoza been my co-defendant
We making money independent, fuck dependance
Enemies in attendance but there ain't no consequences
I aint the one to start the drama I'm the one to end it

Written by:
Anthony Molinari, Lee Akoza

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