Gatekeepers

Dope D.o.d.

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    Dope dod

    Skits vicious

    Jay reaper

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    Dopey rotten

    Yo I flow like water, burn like fire
    Down to earth whirlwind wilder than your average type of
    Chitty chat taxi driver
    You wanna get high you better pass the lighter
    Let me blast my sniper rifle, bullets,
    Right through rivals like you, liars
    I got the scoop like a pelican beak
    But I keep my gates locked with the skeleton key
    I might go to the zoo and set an elephant free
    Or stay a vampire like a sarafan priest
    Stakes and garlic, straight retarded
    Hate me for it, that’s what I love most
    I cut throats of all those wack urban rappers
    Spinning stab persian daggers
    German sheperds a t the entrance gates
    We are the keepers the best to date

    Hey yo jay

    I got the key from the illuminated ones
    A couple of guns for anyone who wanna front
    A whole lotta knowledge a government task
    So if you wanna pass I’mma stop it, and ask
    You think you’re the hot shit you think you can block rockets
    I got some bombs in my pocket
    I'm black glockless eat niggas like hot pockets
    And laugh at the stars like that movie hot shots did
    I carry heavy loads, I'm the black smoke from the lost episode
    But you may never know
    I went to hell alone
    The guards gave me the gift of the pharaoh and the devil’s throne
    Guarding the gate with my life and my presence
    Secrets I keep from the ruler from heaven
    We got 7 secrets and 7 sins
    And this is where the end begins

    I hunt this habitat destroy your battle raft
    Fracture your knee caps and take home your weed stash
    Gatekeeper no one shall pass
    Try to trespass and I’ll have the last laugh
    There’s no breaking the rules cuz we make them
    This is the start of a new generation
    Forget what used to be all doubt will be wiped out brutally and you will see
    All you can do is agree don’t wanna see
    A few go on a killing spree
    Dope, I bring death on the demand
    Trying make out on what planet to land
    I got the earth in my hand
    A new world in the next big bang
    A new home you don’t get this fam
    The god you pray soon he wont receive ya
    Now your last hope is the gatekeepers

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    Composition: Skits Vicious, Jay Reaper, Dopey Rotten, and Dope D.O.D

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