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lirik lagu broken doors – senators

[smevz]
the course is set, the horse has left his gate
too late, just stay out of this tour de force’s way

[lish]
the bar’s been bet, too late to place a stake
instead just skate, leave today, yo straight away

[smevz]
make your lame escape if y’all ain’t made for takin’ the reins

[lish]
pavin’ the way, make no mistake, we great

already penetrated the game, pulled out and came on its face
with brains rated greater than the greatest faces at cam-
-bridge, we made for this, can’t walk away from this
finger’s itchin’ on the trigger waitin’ to spray some sh-t
incinerated every other bridge that they could give
i was facin’ sh-t, though i ain’t got my face in sh-t

[smevz]
my whole past without the raps, i’m erasin’ it
debasin’ bas-m-nt days just waitin’ for the day to spit

[lish]
your rhymes are kinda doodoo, smell the fragrance
your game ain’t got no memory card, cuz there’s no savin’ it

[hook]
don’t even bother tryin’ to drown our sound out
senators comin’ through and we bustin’ the doors down
we the new sh-t, you never knew before now
we steppin’ and rippin’ the apple from the core out

[smevz]
i guess it’s best to confess that i’m kinda wingin’ it
attemptin’ to step up my best and see who’s really feelin’ it
no choice at this point, i’m conjoined like siamese fetuses
to the joints i anoint, it’s pointless to try and de-fetus, kid
there’s no turnin’ back from the rappin’, my back is strapped with the pack
and the stacks of raps i’ve am-ssed have in fact surp-ssed where i’m at
still have the plan to just dash, my travel hat and my bags
the pen and pad in my hand and turnin’ my back on the past

[lish]
see this vision clearly, keep it near me, since year three
hold it dearly, sincerely, you must hear me, i’m gearing
to be somethin’ some day with somethin’ to spray, somethin’ to say and i’ll keep it displayed
one day i’ll blow up like a f-ckin’ grenade, and all they’ll be sayin’ is “yo, he got it made”
i’m an authentic backpacker, you’re a pathetic wack rapper
your rhymes are so wack, they lower industry standards
read a book on poetry, digest it like fat b-st-rd
don’t skip a sentence, please read it chapter to chapter

[hook]

[smevz]
we hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax
blasted out a gat with a flow so fast it’ll ransack the god d-mn tampax
can’t stand these hacks gettin’ cash and contracts for their wack raps
take a crack at battlin’ me, you’ll be out back with my notepad up your d-mn -ss

[lish]
i’m tryin’ to save face, get up out my same sp-ce
beat you with a trophy right out the display case
so put on your game face, finish last in the lame race
disgusted and busted, takin’ and claimin’ eighth place

[smevz]
you’re like an idiot detective attemptin’ to inspect a scene
accidentally wreckin’ the evidence and forgettin’ everything

[lish]
infecting me? oh impossibly, we wreck the scene
with discrepancy, move back to the hills of beverly

[smevz]
i don’t rock timbs but i rock sh-t with rakim
bombin’ ’round the block ’til the cops holler [stop him!]
we blast the mic and rap it right tonight
bars hotter than rihanna on a friday night

- senators

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