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DoomCypher - Late to the Line Lyrics



DoomCypher - Late to the Line Lyrics
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Head up in the sky
With your eyes on the prize
You thought it was your time
But you're late to the line
If he slides he slides
But this time it's ride or die
Drivin' up too high
Coastin' off into the sky
Snortin' up a line
Off her inner thighs
Shruggin' off your crime
Like a shirt that's way too tight
Stare into my eyes
But no, it's no surprise
Can tell the way we live
You know how we gonna die
Puffin' on a stizzy
Loadin' up another glizzy
You said yo dude's for real
If that's true, man where is he?
My head is feelin' fizzy
Speedin' off in that six speed
Don't get yo panties twisted
Or fly off into a tizzy
Just got another gun
It's time to have some fun
Hollows in every one
This one's even got a drum
I got a taste for blood
So get ready here we come
Been lookin' for just cause
So you know you better run
Ride high why hide
Why you acting so snide
Glock got night sights
Drive-bys all night
Moonroof skylight
Soakin' up the starlight
Right hand drive
On the Nissan skyline
Speedin' through that light
But you're late to the line
Drivin' way too high
But you're late to the line
Spendin' all you time
But you're late to the line
Gettin' it right
But still late to the line
Head on that grind
But you're late to the line
Target in sight
But you're late to the line
Wastin' your life
But you're late to the line
Havin' fun despite
Being late to the line
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Head up in the sky
With your eyes on the prize
You thought it was your time
But you're late to the line
If he slides he slides
But this time it's ride or die
Drivin' up too high
Coastin' off into the sky
Snortin' up a line
Off her inner thighs
Shruggin' off your crime
Like a shirt that's way too tight
Stare into my eyes
But no, it's no surprise
Can tell the way we live
You know how we gonna die
Puffin' on a stizzy
Loadin' up another glizzy
You said yo dude's for real
If that's true, man where is he?
My head is feelin' fizzy
Speedin' off in that six speed
Don't get yo panties twisted
Or fly off into a tizzy
Just got another gun
It's time to have some fun
Hollows in every one
This one's even got a drum
I got a taste for blood
So get ready here we come
Been lookin' for just cause
So you know you better run
Ride high why hide
Why you acting so snide
Glock got night sights
Drive-bys all night
Moonroof skylight
Soakin' up the starlight
Right hand drive
On the Nissan skyline
Speedin' through that light
But you're late to the line
Drivin' way too high
But you're late to the line
Spendin' all you time
But you're late to the line
Gettin' it right
But still late to the line
Head on that grind
But you're late to the line
Target in sight
But you're late to the line
Wastin' your life
But you're late to the line
Havin' fun despite
Being late to the line
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Writer: Bryce Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: DoomCypher
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Bryce Taylor
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