Russian Doll

By Lord Sko

On MUSEUM

Released on 2022

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[Verse1:]

Harder then city I was bleeding cement

I breathe the air this filled up with regret this second hand

The bezzle hand they're steady they tested the better man

The metal stamp that's heavy I'm blessed I set up plans

Stomach hungry on the way home [fig/phig yelling and stormin??]

Home only fed up in corner stores open until the morning

I heard the warning of demons I wasn't heeded with caution

I'm eager for the preceding I see the seed and ignore it

I keep a seeds for importance

Because people keep with exalting supreme when

They come to knowledge,I treat it like it's boring

But see, they go read the coffin the thoughts to defeat when they team explore it

Shit I ain't sleeping a week 'till I see my peak of performance

I dream when I'm conscience watch the streets exceeding with confidence

Peace to guys to I'm rocking with beats the army anonymous

The chase, the dollar bills constant We live a vicious cycle

My OG gave me a play for the win like Philip Michael

While still a child My spinning mind almost hit this spiral

I hit the shot no, you miss a lot, but you win the title

Some bitter rivals escaped my margins this and survival

Y'all motherfuckers is really some jokes I didn't smile

About a half an ounce of weed in these baggy jeans

Had a better dream tendencies got me out of reach

Trying to have my peace of at least trying to have a piece

Never cut me out cut your mouth if you ought to speak

I leave him on they laugh they learn

Sometimes my boys can get the best of me I have to admit

I'm scientific can't you see the way the atoms are split?

I may be mystic crash the whip survive like magical trick

Having visions, hieroglyphics, off of the acid I trip

Black belt with a m. I never practiced the chip on a practice

This. I will be passing them quick and that's the finish lin

You lasting? Only catch my drift, motherfucker

I really keep a couple of butter. I say, what's up to my brother?

We just be doubling up. It's like, God damn

And I ain't really trust no other. I still be talking the money

Y'all hustle under the cover It's on hand

And they don't understand what you got to do

Saw the sun rise with a plane got a lot to prove

A lot of pussies on the block got a lot to move

Don't try to step in my shoes I know you're not in tune


[Verse 2:]

Arrival of the most spectacular one

And I don't even rap it just let my vernacular run

My homie did a bit in Attica for packing a gun

That's not to sound all too familiar, like relapsing a drug

I'm sitting pretty calmly stacking the fund

Smoke so much they thought I'm out here trying to blacken a lung

In fact, I was young My habits under drastic and stuff

Was really wilding on the artist or the acid. It sucked

Now you can't get where I'm at move like the traffic is stuck

I know I talk a lot of shit, but I'd be backing it up

Lacking the trust already seen them cats eat enough

I try to tell myself my time in the passing It's done

To make it here you got to face your fear and catch me run

Y'all chasing clout, man ain't like the way that caption was spun

I won't react, but if you drag it, then what's happening, son?

So cut the chatting 'cause I'm really 'bout that action what's up? And now remember Captain sour out the purple bags

I bet the cat will shoot the arrow at an hourglass

We new De Niro in the barrel gotta count it fast

Don't like to stare at chicks but then she got a fatter ass

Never fighting fair and param in the Cataracs

Be like a Viking doing damage with a battle axe

Standing in cyphers get embarrassed if I'm rappin last

That's worth the yams are some comparisons I had to pass

The last straw on the camel's back

You man was talking disrespectful how we handle that

They keep my Brody pack melt you like some candle wax

The devil looked me in the face you bet I'm staring back

I cherry picked the Fahrenheit and never shed a stack

I'm very quick, like Jerry Rice with a Montana cats

So picture perfect they might even see the camera flash

For rappers up into thin air like disappearing acts

I'm with my twin We taking over like the Parent Trap

The snaring hat, the punctuation in my paragraph

The staring catch they all spend without a [care??] attached

It's still plenty for my grandkids to inherit that

Yeah, I'm building this shit up, man. Stop playing around

I swear I'm really trying to fuck up the game

And making sure that everything I got is something to claim

Only time I seen a needle drop with drugs in the vein

So I'll be waiting on a comfortable change one of these days

Paranoid lack of trust is to blame coming from pain

Got all this weight on my shoulders but I'm just under my chain