Lyrics Final Boss - Doomtree

Final Boss

There goes Johnny sweeping the leg
There goes Jake cuffing the hands
There are things that I’ll never understand
They’re just looking for a buyer
Easy meat, cheap prey supplier
Situation looking dire
Shot back at the devil I was heavy under fire
It’s okay I’m reloaded
They can’t rap along but goddamn, they quote it
God damn it’s frozen
My heart is Minnesota
This boulder
If you didn’t notice
Something inside of me is slowly exploding
I feel like Kobe on the sideline
Sidewinder missile I am cyanide
Inert for the last time land mine
I am out of my Goddamn skull
Pedal to the floor board I am all pulse
I don’t play fault
I just dust off walk over them coals
Iron out later
I ain’t waiting on an elevator
Each mark is a caption
Each line on my face shows exactly what happened
You’ll know what you need when it slips by
But I’m not looking back for the rest of my
Get up like I never fucking got up before
And I get it like I never fucking got it before
You’ll see how dark once they hit the light
Know what I’ve made from the marks on my hands
Get up like I never fucking got up before
And I get it like I never fucking got it before
Simon says Miranda’s right
But William tells it different
Says Gideon brought a rifle
Was looking for a fight
The Housewives of Gomorrah all boarded up from here to the border
Sordid falling on our own swords or standing still
Heartbreak hill
I’ma make a fortune in small bills to show that I can give it back in my will
Like the back of my hands I know hard work
My back my hands
Yeah both still hurt
Like a catamaran two skins
One for the water one for the wind
Like a battering ram, I get it in lemme at it again and when the juniper blooms
we get a river of gin
Get up, let’s go, move homie right now
Shut em up, they make it hard to keep the food down
Ninety-nine lives
Livin' by the Konami code
Fold em all origami mode
Let the drama slow
Never ever ever
I’m an adventure
Keep em on they toes
Drippy-nose fucks flake
I dip past no breaks
Skippin' y’all flipping y’alls hot cakes eating
I’ma man the damn Weber
Stand aside, handle mine, add the cheddar
Kiss the chef
Nah gut, skin, and eat the chef before he eats the rest
I’m here to keep the nest safe and sound the alarm
Ride the earthquakes and hang ten harm
Y’all get tame
I’ma non-stopper
Y’all flip the frame
We pull the copper
Python wings, viper claws
I been breaking all types of laws
Diamond teeth, steel cut jaws
Got raised by fightin' dogs
Been around the block so many times
Can’t find my house
Wanna fit the earth in the palm of my hand but it keeps on bustin' out
Father figure, figure 8, motherland turned motherboard
Satellite-ville fly the flag of the HD SMPTE color bars
Plasticine, whole world building outward
Second Life, no cheats for the first
Warp Whistle level up out the gutter
All hunger no thirst