3od - Do Or Die Lyrics

Do or die 'til I die
All the bustas' step aside
Steam rollin'
Folding not an option
Shit we're golden
Once we're forward set in motion
Option to forfeit is hopeless
I'll die on this sword
Three Or Die bring the storm
Sitting and thinking
I'm never gon' make it
That theory is baseless
Time is just time
With a little more luck
Give a fuck what my age is
Look in the mirror
The terror
Now I'm feeling nothing but hatred
I'm patient
I'll face it
Three or die
Its like we don't even try
We don't fucking ride with goons
You cramp our vibe
Rollin low and slow
Oh the crows know
Keep the breakaway
The blood is in the wake
Its no mistake
We leaving bodies on our way
There's nothing left to take
Do or die
Taken to the grave goodbye
Descend into your keep
The clown with plastic crowns
No one will weep
Paying paper where it doesn't matter
Thats the problem
Its just business don't take it wrong
Bellyflop
Dissolve em
Red eye
Am I sleep deprived
Survive and fight the rivals
Put yourself on trial
Find the truth
Will this go viral
Slop a melody on top a bass
A flop
I might just Stop
Another rap unwrapped
I'm Tapping out
Compress
The kicks attack
Feeling the spacey haze
A repetitious fucking cycle
Is this right
I Might just
Trash this lyrical bible
Rifle to my right
Hold my right to bare
The holy title
Own the rights
No copy cat
But can I go the mile

Do or die 'til I die
All the bustas' step aside
Steam rollin'
Folding not an option
Shit we're golden
Once we're forward set in motion
Option to forfeit is hopeless
I'll die on this sword
Three Or Die bring the storm
Sitting and thinking
I'm never gon' make it
That theory is baseless
Time is just time
With a little more luck
Give a fuck what my age is
Look in the mirror
The terror
Now I'm feeling nothing but hatred
I'm patient
I'll face it
Three or die
Its like we don't even try
We don't fucking ride with goons
You cramp our vibe
Rollin low and slow
Oh the crows know
Keep the breakaway
The blood is in the wake
Its no mistake
We leaving bodies on our way
There's nothing left to take
Do or die
Taken to the grave goodbye
Descend into your keep
The clown with plastic crowns
No one will weep
Paying paper where it doesn't matter
Thats the problem
Its just business don't take it wrong
Bellyflop
Dissolve em
Red eye
Am I sleep deprived
Survive and fight the rivals
Put yourself on trial
Find the truth
Will this go viral
Slop a melody on top a bass
A flop
I might just Stop
Another rap unwrapped
I'm Tapping out
Compress
The kicks attack
Feeling the spacey haze
A repetitious fucking cycle
Is this right
I Might just
Trash this lyrical bible
Rifle to my right
Hold my right to bare
The holy title
Own the rights
No copy cat
But can I go the mile