Текст песни STUBBLE - Double Entendre

(Playing cut-throat)

Boys, we get stubble on our chins
Even less subtle in armpits
That's before we get brittle, disheartened
And susceptible to darkness
Learn of crimes, made simple to digest
Listen dog, you commit, you get charges
Not a difficult concept
Easy convincing a novice
We make the decision in earnest
My mind clearer than crystal-dismiss all the nonsense
No convictions to process, I'll be in a position for progress
But me and my environment had a rocky beginning, an argument
And honestly, why is it conflict can chisel a conscience?
Regardless of any reason for that, that's how it is, it be tit for tat
That's how we interact
He wanna disrespect, but he's an idiot-won't let 'him give me that
Really raise the bar
I don't just carry weight, I'm moving it
I'm rich like a supervillain, you living like Hoovervilles
I got motives to fulfill
Neighborhood need stupid hills
Hot, I never choose to chill
Bills to chase, blues to feel
Haters? brodi they just hating
They don't want me to exist
I take shots, I shoot and swish
You send some I juke and dip
Take that into consideration when you choose a clip
Ain't sweet, sweet tooth is chipped
Ain't deep, ain't rudiment
Ruthless, it'll get gruesome
Careful how you use your lips
On the map a huge blip
Out when it's late, it's moonlit
Brush I paint you rouge with
Struck a chord, acoustic
Slippery slope, walls of that tomb slick
This one for the books
I'm in the books, I'm on a bus
I'm going places, making my mark like bruises
Used to be new to this
Had little to contribute to this music
Issue was the viewership
I been thinking
I think I like power 'cause it yield respect
Want good cards, I should deal the deck
If you ask a true monster, nothing feels better
Than playing cut throat when you got a steel neck
I go nuts, it's ludicrous
I go nuts like lunatics
Buy the pot, consumerism
Still live what I do and did
They talked down to me, spewing venom
No need to forgive 'em
Out of sync, got the cruelest rhythm
Might wanna keep a tooly with him
In it for the long hall
Big bark, tall order
I'm a dog that'll bite you with a strong jaw
Tactic: make you spot a small flaw
Make you pick the wrong straw
Trap door, no floor, fall for
All-fours fight stance
Line crosser, contour-I advance
I'm not some follower, slight chance of tying knots
My plots are points on a map
I'm a point guard, and scoring's automatic
Those who oppose wear pale faces
They called heads, I'm tailgating
No stale mate, that's a coin toss adage
I do numbers while I'm making you a statistic
If you shortchange, you get paid a visit
Pain infliction, my aim in diction-yours causes static
Discourse off-track
I coerce opps that insist on throwing false cap
Why I endorse gall, brash behaviors
Sort of all about it (Sort of all about it)
The world doesn't need frauds, that's weak sauce
You can bend the knee 'til your knees lock
I'm getting money, and lots
If I were you I'd be cautious
Envy's gotten plenty of opps feeling green as moss
Ugly also, shouldn't even start
Rather not be at odds
Shopping list, I'ma need a coffin
Put my hands on you like Niko Robin
But we can battle tooth and nail
No brakes I'm on the road to riches, you chose an avenue to fail
Rather just keep it G, and say I'll be mad if you prevail
Path is super narrow
I monopolize the edges, treat you like the envelope
Built a crypt after you fell
So make a choice in a conflicted instance
Now's the time to drop your inhibitions
Hold your tongue won't make a lick of difference
Hold your tongue won't make a lick of difference

That's the stubble talking, just assume it's different for whatever reason
Pushing coming to shoving often, communication less than decent
They be making trouble constantly, prove it's them I essentially did
Don't like having to cut a loss
But I'm infected, definitely sick