Till I Die ft. Chubeats Lyrics

D.O.D. till the end of my days

Shitfaced till I lay in my grave

Risky ways I misbehave

Never ever ever imma hit the brakes

Never gone split my wage

But I'll split ya face, come get a taste

And my shit is great and your shit more fake

Then Ricky Lake

Niggaz talk too much, thats why i got sticky tape

And that shit you praise that shit more gay

Then prison rape

Get your hip displaced, make them disappear

Like a missing case

You misinformed if you think I'll break

The only way I break is like a pressure plate

See that mean i'm building up torque and shit

Niggaz don't want no part in this

Take it back or your heart get ripped

You're fucking with a goddamn narcissist

Arsonist, till i'm dead with no pot to piss

D.O.D. on my sarcophagus

We dropping hits for the apocalypse

D.O.D. till I die as I reach for the sky

I see the people divide

Wall of death on the rise

Everyone on the left

Everyone on the right

At the drop of the drum like

Three, Two, One, Strike!

Body Parts hit the ceiling pipes

Bloody marks and zombie bites

The duo roars when on these mics

Lion jaws with the pride (behind us)

Hate us, like us, can't define us

Labels scared to sign us

Cause they know we don't make no fake old carbon copy type stuff

Right off the motherfucking spike bat, I slice heads

Necks, legs and biceps, who's next? Yes! I like that

This is break your face rap, no need for no face app

To those at home don't try this

It's D.O.D. till I die bitch

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw yo hands in the sky

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw yo hands in the sky

D.O.D. till I decompose

Raziel I will reave these souls

Even when we don't breathe no more

The legacy will be there for y'all

We the duo you can't fuck with

Like Onyx, Spliff and Busta

Or Red and Meth, Freak and Sticks

They the only ones that's up there

We the rebel voice of the next gen

Culture vultures we wreck them

Yeah fuck a gang of yes men

There's nothing left but a last stand

The bass'll knock your teeth out

Let's take it back to G-town

Dj break that beat down

I'll let the reaper speak now, peace out

You put too much trust in yo' posse

I knock bitches out like Bill Cosby

These niggaz here dont wanna box me

I got a dark soul like Miyazaki

Come and dance with the apostles

And I use my hands like the movie Hostel

You'll shit yo pants, trying to act macho

Turn rappers to a potroast

This Jayreap no roscoes

And I cook em crisp like cockroach

Got the coke nose like narcos

I stay D.O.D. till I croak

These bitches don't want no smoke

Ain't got no hope eternal darkness strikes

For the last time the sunrise

Stay D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw your hands in the sky

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw your hands in the sky

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw your hands in the sky

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

D.O.D. till I die

Throw your hands in the sky