Get By (ft. Apathy)
from Robocalypse Supreme by The D.C. Show
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lyrics
We heading out on the next flight
We living, living our best life
Doing what we gotta do to get by, get by
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
(MC MOSSBERG)
Moss is back, I'm tossing back shots of the cognac/
Still rocking, that odd cat, on top of that mont-rap/
Take caution, we're floating flotsam, but more awesome than that/
A diamond in the rough, I put my heart in the deck/
I flip my cards off the bat showing you the future murder/
get slayed, no better way to start it off than that/
And on YouTube, the hits and fiction varies/
You're fuckin spent, nothing left, like a rhyming dictionary/
And all you pricks are very/ concerned, you're upturned/
I'm getting tired, spitting fire, til my lips are sunburned/
This shit is absurd, the subs are [scared]/
It's like I'm chucking words to the fucking curb/
And the D.C. - my brothers in verb/
I'm Cadence Ruth, obey the truth, I'm the salt in the words/
check your track, I'm insulting ya turds, taken aback, I'm occulting your verse/
and that's my two cents that you get, for what it's worth/
We heading out on the next flight
We living, living our best life
Doing what we gotta do to get by, get by
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
(APATHY)
I am so blessed that my flesh still sits on my skeleton/
Always "up and at'em" but never out of my element/
Been around the world with the high class, elegant/
But back to the sediment/ that's what I represent/
Never sold my soul or even rented/
Forbidden fruits always taste fermented/
Or maybe it's just how shit's presented/
and those that are after the fame are tormented/
Tour life with whores and more trife/
when you trying to build a Dynasty like John Forsythe/
Great American, aiming for Blake Carrington/
But a fair comparison is Tony making heroin/
High class, but more like my friends' high/
and then we get names tattooed when friends die/
Everyday I'm going into battle, chest high/
Always swing for the fence just to Get By/
CHORUS
(KING DYLAN)
I break no promises, I paid my dues and homages/
I told you before - My patnas are adonises/
We getting old, Dinosaurs, all of us/
For y'all I stick my neck out like Diplodocus/
I'm staying honest as I possibly can/
With lots of confidence/ I call myself the Boss of the band/
But the King is only strong-as-his/ army of fans/
I guess it's obvious I'm awesome so I gotta say Thanks/
Since '99, you've stayed at my back/
the Great Ones never "wane" or fade into black/
No Re-Grets-key to life, don't be playing for scraps/
We rap around and net goals til the stadiums packed/
Uh. We escaped through the mixtape when we were kids/
We would trade and eventually get down to biz/
write a page, let our pens say - we were the shizz/
Still, no one does it better than this/
Stop, watch, listen, learn/
They try to hold me under, but I ain't concerned/
Cuz I sing, rock, and keep it fly/
with the D-double-O-M-S-D-A-Y
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
We living, living our best life
Doing what we gotta do to get by, get by
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
(MC MOSSBERG)
Moss is back, I'm tossing back shots of the cognac/
Still rocking, that odd cat, on top of that mont-rap/
Take caution, we're floating flotsam, but more awesome than that/
A diamond in the rough, I put my heart in the deck/
I flip my cards off the bat showing you the future murder/
get slayed, no better way to start it off than that/
And on YouTube, the hits and fiction varies/
You're fuckin spent, nothing left, like a rhyming dictionary/
And all you pricks are very/ concerned, you're upturned/
I'm getting tired, spitting fire, til my lips are sunburned/
This shit is absurd, the subs are [scared]/
It's like I'm chucking words to the fucking curb/
And the D.C. - my brothers in verb/
I'm Cadence Ruth, obey the truth, I'm the salt in the words/
check your track, I'm insulting ya turds, taken aback, I'm occulting your verse/
and that's my two cents that you get, for what it's worth/
We heading out on the next flight
We living, living our best life
Doing what we gotta do to get by, get by
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
(APATHY)
I am so blessed that my flesh still sits on my skeleton/
Always "up and at'em" but never out of my element/
Been around the world with the high class, elegant/
But back to the sediment/ that's what I represent/
Never sold my soul or even rented/
Forbidden fruits always taste fermented/
Or maybe it's just how shit's presented/
and those that are after the fame are tormented/
Tour life with whores and more trife/
when you trying to build a Dynasty like John Forsythe/
Great American, aiming for Blake Carrington/
But a fair comparison is Tony making heroin/
High class, but more like my friends' high/
and then we get names tattooed when friends die/
Everyday I'm going into battle, chest high/
Always swing for the fence just to Get By/
CHORUS
(KING DYLAN)
I break no promises, I paid my dues and homages/
I told you before - My patnas are adonises/
We getting old, Dinosaurs, all of us/
For y'all I stick my neck out like Diplodocus/
I'm staying honest as I possibly can/
With lots of confidence/ I call myself the Boss of the band/
But the King is only strong-as-his/ army of fans/
I guess it's obvious I'm awesome so I gotta say Thanks/
Since '99, you've stayed at my back/
the Great Ones never "wane" or fade into black/
No Re-Grets-key to life, don't be playing for scraps/
We rap around and net goals til the stadiums packed/
Uh. We escaped through the mixtape when we were kids/
We would trade and eventually get down to biz/
write a page, let our pens say - we were the shizz/
Still, no one does it better than this/
Stop, watch, listen, learn/
They try to hold me under, but I ain't concerned/
Cuz I sing, rock, and keep it fly/
with the D-double-O-M-S-D-A-Y
We cruising down on the back roads
Escaping towns full of assholes
Doing all that we can to let go, let go
credits
from Robocalypse Supreme,
released September 9, 2022
Written by D.Roberts/J.Mosier/C.Bromley
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
Featuring Apathy (of the Demigodz)
Written by D.Roberts/J.Mosier/C.Bromley
Recorded, mixed & Produced by King Dylan
Featuring Apathy (of the Demigodz)
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The DC Show/The Doomsday Cartel are 5 skilled emcess named King Dylan, MC Mossberg, Buttnz, GQ, and Smixx. With Dylan on the beats and rhymes being kicked by all 5 whenever they feel inclined, this collective of nerds are still on the brink of never being famous after 20 some years of rap, but they still go harder than 40 viagra pills. Just Listen, or don't. Just don't go listen to Drake instead. ... more
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