Dashboard Cutlery Video (MV)

Dashboard Cutlery
Took a hiatus but
Now it seems that the greatest
Is in your company
I been off the market
A minute, nobody touching me
Tryna find the difference in
Living careless and luxury
Rappers aint rapping
And pop stars is flourishing
Walk in to a room of the niggas
Leave it a murder scene
I cannot endorse what
These other niggas is telling me
I just gotta move with a
Higher sense of emergency
Dashboard Cutlery
Niggas gotta be tactical if their actual
Plan is to come and f*ck with me
Moving at a pace where these
Niggas just ain't outrunning me
Used to stress on shit
That they fronted me
Now I'm back to f*ck with some
Because I know that its good for them
Never out them on the shit
I do for them
But, an empty set of hands is
Trifling in its true form
Take away the love
See what it do to them
Dashboard Cutlery
I'm aiming at your neck
Got a brain that move at paces
That the matrix can't detect
I'm a high-class patriot
I'm Brady as a vet
I'm the top-shelf product
Of the stable and collect
I can never be on half the shit
That y'all want me
You niggas like compromising
For the masses, its phony
I gave y'all a couple years
Before I snap like I'm hungry
Now time is ticking for niggas
And they don't know what's coming
Dashboard Cutlery
Getting it how I want
Looking like niggas stuck with me
Loyalty from the jump
Listening to the people
And giving them what they want
Introducing the sequel
The album is -
The album is -
Huh,
Wait
The album is -
The album is -
The album is -
Coming soon
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Back in the booth
Back up, reboot
Coming for you
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
I-
Hopped on the beat just to beat it up
The part one, part two
Had to speed it up
Reporting live from the D
Where the squeeze and bust
I'm half-court shot Steph
With the threes in clutch
Back down south
With a loaded rifle
Tucked in the dashboard
Where they fold the knife up
P out-rap your father
These other little niggas
Running out of saliva
Can't spit for shit
I'm getting out of
Muthaf*ckin pocket
Chop it
Rrrring rrring
Hit em with the rocket
Stop it
Hit her when I feel a little toxic
Leave her in a puddle
Gotta mop it
Mop it
I wanna bring the troops on
Tell them mute some
Put your "na na na na" boots on
Till it do some
Back with the fresh two-tone
What is you on?
Nigga move some
Rally the troops
Rally the troops
Call up the soldiers
Rally them too
Don't get it twisted
This rally for you
Niggas with pistols
And nothing to do
Rally the troops
Back in the booth
Back up, reboot
Like its nothing to you
Me and my niggas
A pivotal group
Tell them pull up
And its nothing to -