"GOLD & GOLD" lyrics
Kill Bill: The Rapper & Rav Lyrics
[Kill Bill: The Rapper:]
One too many strikes
I’m not the luckiest
I can’t just trust the flow of time no more
I got to fuck with it
But visions of demise grow more pervasive with their playback
There’s better things to do than look for hatred in the haystack
Pass it back and forth, I’m at the court of your opinion
Battle axes slapping pores, and at its core
It’s your dominion
Just a fly against the wall
I found a maggot in your mouth
Remember only backstabbers keep a dagger in the house
You took a gift horse and tried to blast it in the mouth
Left me picking up the pieces that was splattered on the grout
I’m on my “fuck everybody but immediate homies” shit
Giving y’all the skinny, we gon keep it the boniest
Clove up in the loosie, see the specters in the smoke
Y’all got me fucked up, applying pressure in the quotes
I hope you learned your lesson and the lesson is it’s gross
I bet you’ll never see success in this unless it is a ghost
Burn shit down for the fragrance
Why not?
Who gon stop you? Not me
When everything is ash up on your fingertips
You find a comfort in the darkest thoughts
That you can linger with, but
Maybe I just wanna watch
Maybe I can say I tried to stop you
Maybe you’re a grown ass man and you deserve everything you get
It might cost you!
[Rav:]
When people you know do something regrettable, it’s tough
You find yourself facing dilemmas in addressing the corrupt
I tried to turn to my heroes for direction with this stuff
For most shit’s best banished forever
Or just swept under the rug
Disappointed
Had to work on crafting my own blueprint
Approaching it with care - the public eye surveys each movement
And vultures gather in pursuit of clout attainted through cruelty
Discarding all humanity and thriving off amusement
Rallying the unkindled
Rousing crowds without no sympathy
Whose purpose steeped in vengeance disguised as accountability
Scouring for hypocrisy without any humility
No self awareness
What an awful loss of energy
I feel bad for most of you
Typing ‘til your fingers bleed
Screaming ‘til you lose your voice
But your problem isn’t me
Pity all I may, I can’t absolve you of your misery
Nor can you rob me of resolve
Or throttle my integrity, so
[Kill Bill: The Rapper:]
Burn shit down for the fragrance
Why not?
Who gon stop you? Not me
When everything is ash up on your fingertips
You find a comfort in the darkest thoughts
That you can linger with, but
Maybe I just wanna watch
Maybe I can say I tried to stop you
Maybe you’re a grown ass man and you deserve everything you get
It might cost you!
One too many strikes
I’m not the luckiest
I can’t just trust the flow of time no more
I got to fuck with it
But visions of demise grow more pervasive with their playback
There’s better things to do than look for hatred in the haystack
Pass it back and forth, I’m at the court of your opinion
Battle axes slapping pores, and at its core
It’s your dominion
Just a fly against the wall
I found a maggot in your mouth
Remember only backstabbers keep a dagger in the house
You took a gift horse and tried to blast it in the mouth
Left me picking up the pieces that was splattered on the grout
I’m on my “fuck everybody but immediate homies” shit
Giving y’all the skinny, we gon keep it the boniest
Clove up in the loosie, see the specters in the smoke
Y’all got me fucked up, applying pressure in the quotes
I hope you learned your lesson and the lesson is it’s gross
I bet you’ll never see success in this unless it is a ghost
Burn shit down for the fragrance
Why not?
Who gon stop you? Not me
When everything is ash up on your fingertips
You find a comfort in the darkest thoughts
That you can linger with, but
Maybe I just wanna watch
Maybe I can say I tried to stop you
Maybe you’re a grown ass man and you deserve everything you get
It might cost you!
[Rav:]
When people you know do something regrettable, it’s tough
You find yourself facing dilemmas in addressing the corrupt
I tried to turn to my heroes for direction with this stuff
For most shit’s best banished forever
Or just swept under the rug
Disappointed
Had to work on crafting my own blueprint
Approaching it with care - the public eye surveys each movement
And vultures gather in pursuit of clout attainted through cruelty
Discarding all humanity and thriving off amusement
Rallying the unkindled
Rousing crowds without no sympathy
Whose purpose steeped in vengeance disguised as accountability
Scouring for hypocrisy without any humility
No self awareness
What an awful loss of energy
I feel bad for most of you
Typing ‘til your fingers bleed
Screaming ‘til you lose your voice
But your problem isn’t me
Pity all I may, I can’t absolve you of your misery
Nor can you rob me of resolve
Or throttle my integrity, so
[Kill Bill: The Rapper:]
Burn shit down for the fragrance
Why not?
Who gon stop you? Not me
When everything is ash up on your fingertips
You find a comfort in the darkest thoughts
That you can linger with, but
Maybe I just wanna watch
Maybe I can say I tried to stop you
Maybe you’re a grown ass man and you deserve everything you get
It might cost you!
