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[Verse 1]
As I think of how to begin this, I already thought up the ending
And if the ending dictates the way the start of itâs written
Then Iâm really rewinding what isnât, get it?
Swear it gets harder to get it but when you got it
To get it againâs more innocent, itâs like product
Concealing the end is in a sense how lights got us
And sealing the winâs where it begins, itâs right by us
Labeled it type bias, to be one in the same
Or maybe they might buy us, to see one of us change
Or say that they might bye us, and leave us yet again
For a gain like pills on the banners of your screen
Know to handle the regime is the handle on the lead
And the hands do extend âtil a hand is outta reach
And the reach be the limbs thatâll balance out the means
And the means to it all will get a ski mask involved
And you winning or you swimming in a flood of the maroon type
Sheets by the dozen and you covered by a boom mic
Pardon, the most humble of an autograph
The threaded needles of Desert Eagles & honors raps
The high of thinking you can find more
The balance of the script when a shooter signs off
Ballerina fits like two inside four
All for the intrigue of a suicide doorâ¦
[Hook]
Saw the doors lifting up
And then they never came down
I mean they rode around the block with the doors lifted up
Like they was flying off the ground
And then they told us that they call those suicide doors
They said they call those suicide doors
The break lights was 100 dollar bill green
And we was green for a suicide door
[Verse 2]
And as we take this to a further route
The steps move like its word of mouth
The steps move like if they was stepping with us when we further out
So step two becomes to work around
It gets lighter than a fly knit, tighter than a eye slit
Brighter than the writer you was bright enough to climb with
Complimenting you while bigginâ up me
Just brings us up to speed to the steps that we aligned with
Then it all ties in, tied up to keep down
Or cover up your eyes when it flies like you Dee Brown
The complexities of rubbing arms next to me
It all adds to these bags of longevity
Itâs like, Iâm Wayne Shorter with a ratchet fetish
Or, Iâm Mendecees with a jazz collection
In other words, I covet what they covered
Like overflowing cupboards spilling Gold Medal dreams
And running to the cupboard like youâre gold medal breed
Or bred, and fed how that Gold Medal steam
Meanings all over, you can pick the one that suits you
Depending the tie the accessory could lose you
See how we still twisting shit together?
Black ice dangle from the mirror that reflects us
Black ice tangled til the loop is tied off
All for the intrigue of a suicide doorâ¦
- Album:
- Music for My Friends
- Tomorrow Morning… (EP)
- A Dream Deferred
- The Great Debater (Mixtape)
- The Salvation
- The Power of Words (Mixtape)
- Corner Store Classic (Mixtape)
- Live From The Tape Deck
- Phone Calls
- The Great Debater Revisited
- Theo VS. J.J. (Dreams vs. Reality)
- The Great Debater Revisited (Deluxe Edition)
- A Dream Deferred (Bonus Track Version)
- Jansport Strings (One Time For Chi-Ali)
- A Dream Deferred (Deluxe Version)
- The Great Debater
- Best of Duck Down Music 2011
- Duck Down Presents: Heartburn
- The Lost and Damned EP
- Grand Theft Auto IV: The Lost and Damned Soundtrack