Artist: D0C2CE
Song: Don't You Know
Album: Blame Me
Label: SMI Music
Year: 2015
So what you lickin up the blood for?
[VERSE 1: D0c2ce]
I want it all fat booty b**hes couldn't stop me if you
Wished it from a gypsy wolverine wit the mission
Huh f** your audition!
Anticipatin nuthin but hatin
D0c2ce, curin all my patients
Really gettin wicked with it like a scientist
You know my adress you can try it you'll be missed
Send you back to bliss like your birth
Call the funeral service tell dont need a hearse
s**a got hollow point, mask, knives, axes
Better make an allicance so you can fight the axis
Slackin on practice i seen the dark with the evil in it
I dont want your b**h if i do all i need is a minute
Genes playalistic easily i convince em
I dont give a f** art of war keep you in my rhythm
Destined for the music mind full of illusions
What that means? it means reality i choose it
Huh yay! White Morgan in my gla** at the head table
17 tatted up my arm wit the record label
Made my own piano theory ima be on cryo chamber
f** everybody you pussies ain't makin bangers
Spawned in the last five years? you dont exist to me
Brain solid not to mention the rest that you missed rookie
Murder you in every aspect dissect personalities
Evaporate your core feel the gravity boyyy
[HOOK 1 x2]
So what you lickin up the blood for?
Dont you know that theres a mop?
I wrote you 24 bars tho?
Even tho im supposed to stop?
[HOOK 2 x 1]
And this is how i keep it reeeaaal
Never f**in with the fakers
Stay sharper than steeeel
Cuttin f**ers like razors
[HOOK 1 x1]
So what you lickin up the blood for?
Dont you know that theres a mop?
I wrote you 24 bars tho?
Even tho im supposed to stop?
[VERSE 2: D0c2ce]
Lets get somethin straight
I'm a Ghengis kahn type muthaf**a
Wanna conquer it all immune to the ruckus
Adrenaline runnin high inject it in my veins
Scratch the past and future eliminate the pain
I train wit 2 hatchets made up my own set
Self made Sick Minds Incorporated til my breath
Stops thats i when i quit otherwise im hired
And higher rankin than all u pawns f** strategize
I dont need it different breed and i breathe freedom
Put my weapons down i know my beliefs find credence
Turn it around have you pointin guns at your homies
Thats amygdula highjacking told u didn't know me
Raise the bridge drop you in the tar meet the reaper
Yo b**h is a f** to me to you is a keeper
But it probly happened to me too f** it whatever
Im a python ready to strike til then im mellow
Practicin wit my machete in the stormy weather
You a p**y but you tricked society bein clever
All i do clean professional can't stop me
Went through trial and tribulation and still i never copied
Or paused to drink a coffee like you weak muthaf**az
Who just started doin this sh** as a hobby
I'm a demon with the ambient VSTs consume and host
Your body drop it survivin you as a haunting boyyyyy
[HOOK 1 x2]
So what you lickin up the blood for?
Dont you know that theres a mop?
I wrote you 24 bars tho?
Even tho im supposed to stop?
[HOOK 2 x 1]
And this is how i keep it reeeaaal
Never f**in with the fakers
Stay sharper than steeeel
Cuttin f**ers like razors
[HOOK 1 x1]
So what you lickin up the blood for?
Dont you know that theres a mop?
I wrote you 24 bars tho?
Even tho im supposed to stop?
Yeah amygdula control
Genghis Khan
Eckhart Tolle
Real sh**, hah!