Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Give Me Your Life, artist - Dope D.O.D..
Date of issue: 24.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Give Me Your Life |
Are you gonna bark all day, lil' doggy? |
Or are you gonna bite? |
Ah, okay |
Here we go again, civil hit 'em |
100 kilogram sledgehammer rhythm that’ll split 'em on impact |
Swimming like Gibbens through this track |
We keep the safe guarded by Rhodesian Ridgebacks |
Underground studio, witch craft |
Stuck in the booth like a movie role |
The hash in the air smells like cookie dough (Who you know) |
I couldn’t give a fuck less about |
Try rapping that tuff with ya guts hangin' out! |
That about does it, ya heart rate plummets |
Ya best friends vomits, the sky rains comets |
No shoulda, woulda, coulda or what ifs |
Hacked into nugget sized trash bag rubbish |
You talking to the one that wrote branded at 21 |
Fuck ya Instagram, fuck Donald Trump and Lil Pump |
This is rebel shit, heavy metal shit |
Spit at the cops and skip school for the hell of it! |
They call it hip-hop but where are the bars, yo? |
(Where are the bars?) |
Yeah, you treway but you rap with armee |
I catch bodies like Narcos |
Stuff a fake rapper face first in a wood chipper like Fargo |
I scribble riddles that kill all you little Lils |
Ya body is in the shed while I pillow talk with yo widow |
I bet a lot of parents don’t like Skits |
But it goes like this… |
Ahem, listen kids |
That’s not a knife, this is a knife |
That’s not a rapper, don’t give 'em a mic |
That’s not a classic, fuck all the hype |
Fuck all your likes, gimme your life |
See, I’m anti social, I don’t wanna talk to niggas |
Mind yo fuckin' business, I don’t wanna chalk them niggas |
Count yo fuckin' fingers, now you gonna lose some digits |
When the Reaper set foot inside the buildin' shit get vivid |
Live it to the the limit, any sin I did commit it |
Niggas try to live it, I can see it’s just a gimmick |
See, I’m an old spirit, but my body young, nigga |
Got a drum gun ready to stun these dumb niggas |
So Imma lay 'em flat like a flat earth theory |
Y’all niggas don’t wanna come near me, I swear, B |
I fuck 'em up beyond recognition, that’s the first step |
Skits pour the gasoline, we light 'em up like birdsnest |
Burst chest, alien, I’m the worst yet |
Perfect organism, cut yo circuits |
See, I’m in deep space, y’all niggas always delayed |
Better listen to what we say, or get erased, B-day |
Anger in my chest, I gotta let out all the energy |
Soundcloud rapper, you is not who you pretend to be |
I will beat one of y’all niggas, I wanna be one y’all niggas |
So I can jump on the cliff and never have to see one of y’all niggas |
I’m a different type of breed, yeah, different type of trap, yeah |
Slit a rapper throat and fuck his bitch right in the ass, yeah |
I bet a lot of parents don’t like Reap, but I’m in too deep |
Don’t sleep |
That’s not a knife, this is a knife |
That’s not a rapper, don’t give 'em a mic |
That’s not a classic, fuck all the hype |
Fuck all your likes, gimme your life |
That’s not a knife, this is a knife |
That’s not a rapper, don’t give 'em a mic |
That’s not a classic, fuck all the hype |
Fuck all your likes, gimme your life |