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DNM - Recipe Lyrics



DNM - Recipe Lyrics




It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me.
And if it ain't, well I can't relate, surrounded by my enemies
Blood it may be thicker, but water is good for drowning sneaks
Nike or Adidas cleats, clean that blood up off all my sheets
Squealers had their stigmas sticking, like stitches in their surgery
Doctor, Doctor help me man, I might just need some medication
Pop a pill like in the matrix, maybe I won't feel frustrated
Maybe if they didn't yap, or argue about who saw who naked
I could lead an easy life, instead I sit and contemplate it
She say where you going baby, this ain't nothing like you
How you possibly know me? You ain't from my own crew
You suck and f*ck, and sleep around, so why not stir your own stew
When I do my deals today, I might just come excite you

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

So I'll ignite truth, feeling like a person with his rights chewed
All these rats they at my feet, I'm kicking with my right shoe
Gone through hell and back, you know I'll hang em' with my lace too
Use the f*ckin aglet, stick it through their eye and make skew
Putting in the work, while some people say my birth
Was as evil as the day, that the devil came to earth
You know that I do deserve, every birthday on the first
Cause I'm built to be the best, and eat all the Gucci furs
It's a curse and I swear, that with dynamite and a prayer
I will blow open all your books, and show you really what is fear
Say y'all don't even care, bout the tortoise and the hare
Come time to swim the steam, y'all like sheep, just stop and stare
See I woke up in the devil's Den, created by the fears of man
Say she wanna see some palms, say which I've smoked a million plants
Sick of seeing these pussy hands, that haven't touched these stacks or grams
Only thing these people are good for, is standing still and dropping pants

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

Tear the wall, f*ck it all, DNM's got a dream
Is the war accounted for, love is all that we need
One day everything will cease, no we're never pleased
We may as well be f*cking Thanos, killing all we see
I say we, cause it's you and me, not the word for Ci
She says please I just need some E, baby what do you mean?
You know just as well me, that D comes before the E
Life is like a paradigm, my fists are like a pair of nines
Any sudden movements, and I know where I should fire mine
Hope y'all drink some cyanide, and wake up from y'all life's of lies
Y'all ain't even close to me, I've OD'd that many f*cking times
Maybe I'm just miss understood, well I don't wanna be
Camera leads you into my life, and shows you prophecy
I'm trynna give her all of the spice, yeah girl I start with D
Take a couple notes from my life, yeah that's the recipe
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It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me.
And if it ain't, well I can't relate, surrounded by my enemies
Blood it may be thicker, but water is good for drowning sneaks
Nike or Adidas cleats, clean that blood up off all my sheets
Squealers had their stigmas sticking, like stitches in their surgery
Doctor, Doctor help me man, I might just need some medication
Pop a pill like in the matrix, maybe I won't feel frustrated
Maybe if they didn't yap, or argue about who saw who naked
I could lead an easy life, instead I sit and contemplate it
She say where you going baby, this ain't nothing like you
How you possibly know me? You ain't from my own crew
You suck and f*ck, and sleep around, so why not stir your own stew
When I do my deals today, I might just come excite you

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

So I'll ignite truth, feeling like a person with his rights chewed
All these rats they at my feet, I'm kicking with my right shoe
Gone through hell and back, you know I'll hang em' with my lace too
Use the f*ckin aglet, stick it through their eye and make skew
Putting in the work, while some people say my birth
Was as evil as the day, that the devil came to earth
You know that I do deserve, every birthday on the first
Cause I'm built to be the best, and eat all the Gucci furs
It's a curse and I swear, that with dynamite and a prayer
I will blow open all your books, and show you really what is fear
Say y'all don't even care, bout the tortoise and the hare
Come time to swim the steam, y'all like sheep, just stop and stare
See I woke up in the devil's Den, created by the fears of man
Say she wanna see some palms, say which I've smoked a million plants
Sick of seeing these pussy hands, that haven't touched these stacks or grams
Only thing these people are good for, is standing still and dropping pants

It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I swear to God it's the optimism getting me

Tear the wall, f*ck it all, DNM's got a dream
Is the war accounted for, love is all that we need
One day everything will cease, no we're never pleased
We may as well be f*cking Thanos, killing all we see
I say we, cause it's you and me, not the word for Ci
She says please I just need some E, baby what do you mean?
You know just as well me, that D comes before the E
Life is like a paradigm, my fists are like a pair of nines
Any sudden movements, and I know where I should fire mine
Hope y'all drink some cyanide, and wake up from y'all life's of lies
Y'all ain't even close to me, I've OD'd that many f*cking times
Maybe I'm just miss understood, well I don't wanna be
Camera leads you into my life, and shows you prophecy
I'm trynna give her all of the spice, yeah girl I start with D
Take a couple notes from my life, yeah that's the recipe
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Writer: Duje Markanovic
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Performed By: DNM
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Duje Markanovic

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