B.Dthug - Off the dome (Freestyle) Lyrics

I broke my collar, I broke my chains My mouth is scalding, my tongue spits flames
I'm getting taller, I'm on the raise The money getting bigger, the viewes is insane I'm so high up, it's impossible to possibly
Be looking down on me Unless you're on top of the sun

Cause I'm above everyone, my tongue is a razor blade
I'm the one, I'm leather face Ima wear your face
I'm Jason bathing in the blood of my enemies So you shouldn't have entered the booth and
Battled me Cause honestly, you're another casualty

I've honestly gotta keep expanding My cemetery, cause they keep landing
And I'm running out of spots for these beefs Everybody getting chopped and placed
And I can't even forget that I gotta put The alphabet, mic, and booth, and syllables
And syllabus, and dictionary Gotta bury them six feet

Where you all end if you face me This a problem, and it's just getting started
Leave you popped, leave you squashed Like a mosh pit
Leave you slashed, leave you cut Leave you starving
I love slaughtering But I can't seem to be freestyling

Cause honestly, the demon inside of me Comes out and takes control and starts violently
Murdering every beef or every ties Cutting all the ties and burning the bridges
All around me, all the snitches, they getting crowned
They think they kings, nah, they getting popped, they getting drowned

These beats, taking their air, taking their life
I don't care when I'm on the mic Anything can be said, so better stand back
Maybe that was a little extreme But honestly, I don't care
This is murder rap And I wanna turn hip hop from a rap scene

Into a crime scene White chalk everywhere around me
The studio's surrounded by caution tape Cause I go insane when I flow just from the brain
Need the mystery machine just to unmask these liars
And their ghost writers, take off the mask Honestly, you ain't convincing me

That you're more than just minced meat for me to destroy
For me to eat, for me to consume Cause I'm hungry, they would never pass the plate
Now I'm taking my place Now I'm at they necks
So don't mess up Nah you ain't the best

You just make that up You fly direct, nah, you just throwing subs
You take a private flight, hide behind sublims They try and take my life but I won't get hit
Nah, I ain't gonna die Rap honestly gave me a place to where I can spit
Honestly, I'm tired of getting targeted Just for spitting the truth

Honestly, I don't get it Let's be real, if I really suck
Why you taking the time out of your life just to hate on me
Why? I think we all know It's cause I'm doing better than all you hoes
It's cause I'm getting cash from my flows Honestly, you can't get that in a nine to five

If you work, if they hire you for sure You won't get as much as I will
I'll be in penthouse, I'll be stacking bills I'll be selling concerts
While you're trying to raise your daughters Off a minimum wage
I don't get why they hate I don't get why they pray

On my downfall, actually I do It's pretty self-explanatory
It hurts your self-esteem If I'm doing better than you
But if I suck, you'll laugh So either way, it's win-win-lose
Nah, it's a lose-lose situation They'll never give you praise

Till you're in the grave and pushing up daisies That's the only time you'll get flowers
Second the metronome gets hit Your dome gets split
And you get tags on your toes and kicks But your fit will be soaked in the blood
Of your enemies So honestly, don't buy anything, anything, anything

Too insane, just buy a chainsaw to take out their brains
Just to put them in your place Take the low road
Cause it's where we came from Where the underground underdog found
Underdog to take them all Swipe their jaw, paint the walls

This the aftermath of all the attacks Leave you cut, leave you slashed
Leave you scratched, leave you trapped In these bars like a penitentiary
To keep you in these beats You really think you can escape me
That's so cliche You see grey, I see red

Like The sight I put on their head The demon wielding the weapon
Behind the wisdom teeth Concealed for beef
You feel heat like I got grills for teeth Not ice, mean the type to cook the beef
I'll kick out your feet Then I'm at your neck like jewelry

I could keep going cause it ain't over Till the obese woman sings
But Lizzo will never feat So I'ma end it now
To the screams of a flatlining beat
I'ma end it now to the screams of a flatlining beat

I'ma end it now to the screams of a flatlining beat