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Debris Video (MV)




Performed By: Hemlock
Length: 2:38
Written by: Matt Sayers




Hemlock - Debris Lyrics




Let me talk to em'
I'm warmed up now
Yea, let's get it
Lone Wolf

Never needed praise just opportunity
To where family I didnt know abouts suein me
Invest and lose all my money
Sell the jewelry
To where strangers read my IG captions at my eulogy
Ya mutter under ya breath keep ridiculing me
All that hate you feedin me is jet fuelin me
Top gun the maverick you goose nobody duelin me
Professor x im the teach bitch you preschool to me
Dangle my soul to sell nah I wouldnt dare
Took a stairway to heaven no-one was even there
Pull out the guns see these arms legally bared
Tear your heart out and eat it whole on a double dare
Tryin to steal my shine ya best enjoy my glare
Here's a little secret just in case you unaware
Im Einstein wit the lines see ya dont compare
Run circles round rappers
Leave an mc squared

Im from an era of ninety eight Red n Meth
Life was dark n hell was hot birthed DMX
If you that emcee up next had to earn respect
Em came out an check all that debris he left
Hop out cherry red GTR33
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
Hear it wail like a banshee
Drive around ya block
Ya think the whip came off the Grand Prix

Perdicament sorry im fickle when
Fake friends wish you well but never flip the nickel in
This aint show n tell bitch its sink or swim
Flip ya lid rules are meant to bend an break but not ya brim
Imma hemoglobin goblin hit wit sickle cell
Mind like this behind these bars an never seen a single cell
Mingle wit myself in this hell
Don't sit an dwell
And I gotta fever prescription is more cow bell
Never walken but I dont know whats worse
Moving forward without purpose or falling in reverse
Egos all gassed up aint even skilled or versed
Im the needle in the haystack ya bubble bout to burst
First an foremost these acts seem well rehearsed
Sharks in the water gotta obey my thirst
Not out for blood hop out my yurt
Slam an pummel jerks
Take a bundle of percs an jam it up these bitches skirts

Im from an era of ninety eight Red n Meth
Life was dark n hell was hot birthed DMX
If you that emcee up next had to earn respect
Em came out an check all that debris he left
Hop out cherry red GTR33
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
Hear it wail like a banshee
Drive around ya block
Ya think the whip came off the Grand Prix
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
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Let me talk to em'
I'm warmed up now
Yea, let's get it
Lone Wolf

Never needed praise just opportunity
To where family I didnt know abouts suein me
Invest and lose all my money
Sell the jewelry
To where strangers read my IG captions at my eulogy
Ya mutter under ya breath keep ridiculing me
All that hate you feedin me is jet fuelin me
Top gun the maverick you goose nobody duelin me
Professor x im the teach bitch you preschool to me
Dangle my soul to sell nah I wouldnt dare
Took a stairway to heaven no-one was even there
Pull out the guns see these arms legally bared
Tear your heart out and eat it whole on a double dare
Tryin to steal my shine ya best enjoy my glare
Here's a little secret just in case you unaware
Im Einstein wit the lines see ya dont compare
Run circles round rappers
Leave an mc squared

Im from an era of ninety eight Red n Meth
Life was dark n hell was hot birthed DMX
If you that emcee up next had to earn respect
Em came out an check all that debris he left
Hop out cherry red GTR33
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
Hear it wail like a banshee
Drive around ya block
Ya think the whip came off the Grand Prix

Perdicament sorry im fickle when
Fake friends wish you well but never flip the nickel in
This aint show n tell bitch its sink or swim
Flip ya lid rules are meant to bend an break but not ya brim
Imma hemoglobin goblin hit wit sickle cell
Mind like this behind these bars an never seen a single cell
Mingle wit myself in this hell
Don't sit an dwell
And I gotta fever prescription is more cow bell
Never walken but I dont know whats worse
Moving forward without purpose or falling in reverse
Egos all gassed up aint even skilled or versed
Im the needle in the haystack ya bubble bout to burst
First an foremost these acts seem well rehearsed
Sharks in the water gotta obey my thirst
Not out for blood hop out my yurt
Slam an pummel jerks
Take a bundle of percs an jam it up these bitches skirts

Im from an era of ninety eight Red n Meth
Life was dark n hell was hot birthed DMX
If you that emcee up next had to earn respect
Em came out an check all that debris he left
Hop out cherry red GTR33
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
Hear it wail like a banshee
Drive around ya block
Ya think the whip came off the Grand Prix
Kick the tires light the fires suck on my debris
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Writer: Matt Sayers
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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