Doseone - HAND2HAND lyrics

(Ongoing work--a lot is missing) [Verse 1: Mestizo] Take a minute just to breathe in the necessity and feed on the freedoms of the dead To see you shuffling your feet to the struggles of the street Pieces of my heart bleeding and scattered across the universe You're keeping it from orbiting across you as well as your earlier thirst for lawsuits Till the law mutes Getting [?] Won't drop charges when you're in cahoots Some lose their integrity as well as the will to live When reality shuts their pity party down Wishing they would stop picking on the cyst [?] Skinny [?] [?] knock 'em all down Fightin' fiends [?] [?] spirits interfere Inferior, ain't a doubt d**h of a [?] dancing with the devil [???] [Verse 2: Doseone] [?] Delicate, ugly, intelligent, violent Eloquent, semi-hideous, selfish, hellish Imperfect, raw [?] it is Wound like a sharp to the abdomen Minimum absolute maximum Hazardous Icarus Lazarus Made in [?] abacus ladderless adequate accident hasn't it? Made to be the [?] in your beautiful rift I'm not suited to live only make more adequate whatever this is Truths will have it when you do cue blackness Like fast an entire cla** attacks fat kids Grubs eat grandpa's guts through cracked caskets That's how it is, will be and you has been The lying, flatness, awful badness And worthless rappers will always still happen [Bridge: Mestizo] All the little girls go round the outside Round the outside, round the outside All the little girls stay round the outside Round the outside, round the outside [Verse 3: Both] [?] Seven-ton truck Save the comma for ma dukes Kindly interject when authority talk huge Calmly shoot an arrow at the skulls that cross you [Doseone] You off gutter. Get me? Not a- -bout to debate or let go of your throat Use you like bait in a man-made-moat That I trowelled and dug with your jowels and mug Like the white towel you're whippin' does When we call you coward because-- [Mestizo] We go bangin' rocks together makin' dangerous fire Hangin' on the edge of [?] and [?] Got that meteor shower sh** Know how to roll a good time Pack up that sad face in the truck [?] travel to [?] [Doseone] I waylaid and meleed the style [?] Made a humane way to die With a kind of weaponized pride With a whimsical gymnast-y twist I tip it and rip it, we gifted burden to curse Hand-picked it they went berserk with it Work like a pyramid, put it together We sellin' murderous verdict to fatten whomever won [?] come get a glimpse [?] Flame ripped swift from its wick