Dominic Serendip - Dawn Over Dusk lyrics

[Intro] [Dominic Serendip: Verse 1] Man I'm used to them small bills Ducktales, SmallVille But put that sh** together, You learn that green could love and spawn k**s I go over domes like I'm Calvin Palmer My palms still hairy from my last intercourse drill Still my will hunts good I k** for thrill and rise above, stilts But still I emerge, I poof and puff, wizard Man power times 300 persons, No Persians can match a sergeant that certainly will counterfit your mother's purses I love her money bags Tag her face with my ballsy sack Infact I lack the stats that claim that I will rule the world but I possess the rack That's two 8's, go count them and they are also black with a fountain That pours into your mouth when...(Umm, well that's kind of gay) Matter of fact let's leave this topic I'm a mac whose also rotten So I P.C.'s I emesis nemesis, which means my spit is mean More flow than mop heads and they clean abilities [Hook] [Dominic Serendip: Verse 2] Man, I'm the type to overdose upon that blue pill Get a hard on and f** the world until it's filled Bursting, My cum mixed with Earth's thirsting, allows me to seed and tree my own dreams, Earthly matter It means not a sh** to me, manure Mature, I am but I'm about to lose it on the sh** that I endure My pores pour more crap than cattle fed stacks of yellow corn, which means its unnatural of the sort Courts don't have as much balls as I have and palm Pause But pa** the torch, flare, heir to the throne My throne, I sh** bricks upon bricks upon bricks upon your floor, building She said that I'm gonna reach the top, as if I had a ceiling I peel sheets and reel the weak More fish up in the sea, I like them dumb with built physiques Cause greif in your soul, Peter They want to stop me short, Skeeter But my drive is pa** the meter More drive than entire fleets, uh [Hook] [Dominic Serendip: Verse 3] Upon my surface, At-most-fear (atmosphere) Me Earth Ever since I start to go global they start to worry I'm a humanoid beast, a furry Hurry up my sternum is bursting, yearning for this b**h to come nurse me, I'm thirsty So life better give me mine I climb the ladder to success as if I'm chasing time But it seems that with each breath, My soul declines As if I'm an FDNY climbing into the rubble of the Eleventh 9 Success it eats you up and spit you out, Tobacco of the mouth Or the money shot spit route Life a b**h, success it be my cameraman I f** life quick and move on to raping the world again I seed and then expand [Hook]