Skip Dover & Queens Bully - 77:34

Who are you to object to the fly? You're unidentified
UFOs passing me by, take me and let me die
As long as all my people get high, put the West in the sky
Don't ask why, dead or alive, I know I'll survive
You're just getting by, nothing's getting by us
Implicit bias from the lips of liars
Flip the pliers trying to pry us apart, while I'm supplying this art
Peel off, before we get tired and spark
Only divided in thought, I thought you understood that
Jewelry that shines in the dark, evil too bright to look at
Rats ain't surviving the hawk, words that can't get took back
A few bands, 200 rounds, and a reason up in my book bag
Bagging bitches mobile since BBM
Now I'm outside in 2023 BM's
Hoes getting desperate, begging me to leave it in
Word to Nuski, shit won't happen, you've got to speak it in existence
Weed in absurd increments, I can't learn resistance
Too persistent, should've gave myself a term limit
Caught a glimpse of hell and turned vicious
Just a recovering burn victim
5537, fuck 7734
Can't be in and out, dog, this ain't no either-or
Better save your breath, hell and Heaven heard it all
I know we ain't there yet, because I've been here before
Man, I heard we got the devil at the door
Shit ain't no joke, trade your coat for a sword
Keep the peace, but be prepared for war
5537, fuck 7734
I'm restructuring what I'm invested in
Multitasking like a receptionist
While you Google what a recession is, I'm wedding reception fresh
And I'm out where there's no reception, can't even text him
I'm more receptive to new perspectives
New prescription's fucking up my depth perception
Homemade bullets, don't get your flesh infected
Lining up for death injections, I'm not getting tested
Only thing getting tested is my patience
The way I shine is reflective, reflexes like The Matrix
Hiding from your reflection is a reflection of
You not reflecting enough and flexing too much
But who am I, who am I
Do you see through the lies, through the lies
They're staring at me with brutal eyes
If I keep taunting the devil, I'll get crucified
5537, fuck 7734
Can't be in and out, dog, this ain't no either-or
Better save your breath, hell and Heaven heard it all
I know we ain't there yet, because I've been here before
Man, I heard we got the devil at the door
Shit ain't no joke, trade your coat for a sword
Keep the peace, but be prepared for war
5537, fuck 7734

Written by:
Skip Dover

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