I Could Do This All Day (feat. Bones Jones)

Alright

Yeah, yeah

I’m fucking wicked with it

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, I could do this all day

I ain’t playing with ya

Look at me the wrong way

I'ma grave digger

Turning shit to Pompeii

With a blaze thicker

Than a California wildfire

Pain hit ya

I could do this all day

Like it ain’t nothing

You know the blonde stays

In the same subject

I’m spitting raw game

It’s a shame, cousin

Look at you, the long gaze

And you stay stucken

Karter, Jack, Dawsin

With the rap athletics

Darker than Auschwitz

It’s the half magnetic

Dynamic, dynastic

Never half measure

Full throttle when I full send it

Competive

I ain’t ever quitting

This shit is my religion

You know I fucking meant it

Every time I rip a sentence

You wanna know the mission

I hope you fucking listen

Pay me some fucking attention

Don’t try to change positions

I flip the pistons

This a pissing match

Ain’t no condensing

This the full length film

Director's cut

And not to mention

I'ma wizard of words

Yeah, a true magician

Like Houdini

On the repeat

Yeah, you know I fucking did it

I fucking died

But then I reappear

But I ain’t Jesus

I am doing another year

I shift it into gear

Fucking floor it

Exhaust pop

You will know I’m here

I could do this all day

Yeah

I could do this all day

I ain’t playing with ya

Look at me the wrong way

I'ma grave digger

Turning shit to Pompeii

With a blaze thicker

Than a California wildfire

Pain hit ya

I could do this all day

Like it ain’t nothing

You know the blonde stays

In the same subject

I’m spitting raw game

It’s a shame, cousin

Look at you, the long gaze

And you stay stucken

Me and Tre' are like Dung Beetle and Aardvark

Top of the league, we the motherfuckin' all stars

Home run heaters, we hittin' bars out the ballpark

Got a bunch of bitches in our circle like a dog park

 

With Jack on the track, he ain't honey dickin' facts (Nope)

He gone snap with the raps while he snappin' yo back (Facts)

Chiropractor relax sir your back won't hurt after

This last verse was mastered by bastards with bad words

The shit we spit is vicious like trying to hit a big bitch (Damn)

Or reeling in a big fish but what the fuck is the difference (Don't know)

Dropped her to the floor cause I hit her in the appendix (Oh)

Beggin' for some more so we got freaky for ten minutes (Yup)

Swear to God I meant it when I said I fucked a big bitch (Wow)

They don't ever wanna shut the fuck up and just listen (Nope)

Cummin' on this track with every word like I just finished (Uh-huh)

I came here to rap but I will fuckin' handle business

Yea, you know we stunting business

Suit and tie, that shit is vintage

Jakey Boy he got the Ruger

But he keepin' that shit hidden

Holo point

It’s hitting different

Aimin' sights

Red dot not missin'

Pull it back

Get fire written

Trigger pull

No good intention

Like Tom petty

You’ll see us heartbreakin'

Going A-list

Knowin' shit is dangerous

Free fallin'

In a world so vicious

But you know I won’t quit

Till the day my hearts finished

Yeah

But we still goin'

Now

Bring it back from the sad rap

Melodrama bumpin' out the hatch-back

Big subs droppin' bass like the NASDAQ

No hands, I be checking on my Snapchat

But I’m still moving

Bumpin' Dawsin and I’m groovin'

And I’m stayin' locked in

Out here making murder music

You said I’m not what you expected

And you haven’t seen the best yet

Still got verse two

Might come in a little different

Yeah

I could do this all day

I ain’t playing with ya

Look at me the wrong way

I'ma grave digger

Turning shit to Pompeii

With a blaze thicker

Than a California wildfire

Pain hit ya

I could do this all day

Like it ain’t nothing

You know the blonde stays

In the same subject

I’m spitting raw game

It’s a shame, cousin

Look at you, the long gaze

And you stay stucken

Sayin' shit is whack nah

Hit 'em with a bitch, please

E-O-A three now

Leave 'em with no knees

Pick shit up

Make it move a little quickly

Can’t slow down

Brakes cut in the six speed

Six six six see

The devil came to get me

Love this shit

I know you're gonna envy

Take another hit

Blowin' shit, Obama

Nuclear zip

Rollin' gas, Osama

She throw back

Ass fat, lil' mama

Spit wise shit

Red fit, Dalai Lama

Lookin' like a dick or a douche with my bag in hand

Dick in sand

Fuck the world and I’m leaving land, Atlantis band

Ring around the Rosie

Posey killing poetry slowly

Ashes falling faster than a Boeing

And you know I’ll keep it goin'

Now you bring it down to me

And I'ma plant the seed

Keep the energy

Karter’s up in 1, 2, 3

4, 5, 6 bitches in here for the weekend,

Kick it with a burly bitch she built just like the king pin

Writin' down this murder music got my pens bleedin'

This that blood and ink shut the fuck up bitch we speakin'

Like what the fuck you thinkin'

You mu'fuckin doofus'

I knew the noose was too loose when you used it

Knew this was stupid to choose to come do this

I'm talkin' 'bout the shootin', abusin' hallucinogens

But then again

The Ritalin got me feelin' so different

When we go back and forth with M&M’s like Michigan

The difference is

I'm with the shits

You ignorant, you little bitch

You motherfuckers don't even know how to chop a flow like this

I mean it's a fuckin' shame

They always think this shit's a game

Hop on tracks they don't even say a motherfuckin' thing

On every verse I go insane

This E-O-A we never change

And it's Karter in this bitch so that you remember the name

Yeah

What could I say?

I could do this all day

It’s a shame

Y'all never put us on, lame

But today is the day

You see the display

Of the caliber of spitters outta E-O-A

Turning different corners

Never no supporters

In spite of all the doubters

I will fucking keep recording

I could never stop rapping

But I wish I never started

But I got addicted

When the shit had went cathartic

Everything I do

The effort is rap

Lyricism in the illest form

Yeah, I want it back

Every track

I will always keep it a stack

One thing Dawsin ain’t never been an act

Critique my shit

But all I hear is hate

Can’t do what I do

Yeah, this shit is not a game

Roll your fucking eyes

Lemme see that head shake

Write me off

Like bad check

But I rob the bank

Yeah

I could do this all day

I ain’t playing with ya

Look at me the wrong way

I'ma grave digger

Turning shit to Pompeii

With a blaze thicker

Than a California wildfire

Pain hit ya

I could do this all day

Like it ain’t nothing

You know the blonde stays

In the same subject

I’m spitting raw game

It’s a shame, cousin

Look at you, the long gaze

And you stay stucken

I could do this all day

I ain’t playing with ya

Look at me the wrong way

I'ma grave digger

Turning shit to Pompeii

With a blaze thicker

Than a California wildfire

Pain hit ya

I could do this all day

Like it ain’t nothing

You know the blonde stays

In the same subject

I’m spitting raw game

It’s a shame, cousin

Look at you, the long gaze

And you stay stucken