Dagger
With this dagger in my hands
They don't stand a chance
Once I've watered all my plants
I'm goin switch up my whole stance
They goin think that it's a dance
It's goin put you in a trance
If I come up empty handed
They goin say that it's gods plan
Well god damn
I can't stand
On a tower made of sand
That's the reason why I tackle
Things I truly understand
But yet again
I'm stuck explaining my choices
All I want out this life
To be the voice of the voiceless
To give hope to the hopeless
I think that most already know this
The way I'd die for my city
You would think I was Trojan
But more advanced like the Romans
Candles when they exploding
I can handle
Any banter
Man my bandwidth enormous
I bet they thought I went dormant
I treat this beat like a door mat
Put my soul inside these songs
Man how the fuck they ignore that?
I'm screaming bruh
Check the date
It's Hunting Season bruh
So you know my family eating bruh
And I just checked
There's not a seat for ya
So keep it pushin'
As I manifest
These thoughts that I collect
I'm present in the moment
And think in retrospect
So all you get is real
There's really nothing left
There's really nothing left
With this dagger in my hands
They don't stand a chance
Once I've watered all my plants
I'm goin switch up my whole stance
They don't stand a chance
Once I've watered all my plants
I'm goin switch up my whole stance
They goin think that it's a dance
It's goin put you in a trance
If I come up empty handed
They goin say that it's gods plan
Well god damn
I can't stand
On a tower made of sand
That's the reason why I tackle
Things I truly understand
But yet again
I'm stuck explaining my choices
All I want out this life
To be the voice of the voiceless
To give hope to the hopeless
I think that most already know this
The way I'd die for my city
You would think I was Trojan
But more advanced like the Romans
Candles when they exploding
I can handle
Any banter
Man my bandwidth enormous
I bet they thought I went dormant
I treat this beat like a door mat
Put my soul inside these songs
Man how the fuck they ignore that?
I'm screaming bruh
Check the date
It's Hunting Season bruh
So you know my family eating bruh
And I just checked
There's not a seat for ya
So keep it pushin'
As I manifest
These thoughts that I collect
I'm present in the moment
And think in retrospect
So all you get is real
There's really nothing left
There's really nothing left
With this dagger in my hands
They don't stand a chance
Once I've watered all my plants
I'm goin switch up my whole stance
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Writer(s): Hunter Ross
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