Doom Pt. 2
By The Azure Knight
We are outta the discord server with this one. Let's go man\\
Doom's on the radio\\
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No one used to know you\\
Son of no renown or station\\
Way you run, dispersed throws you\\
Captivated the whole nation\\
But finespun strengths just showed you\\
May lack skill with your mentation\\
Thirty-one that they chose who\\
Went before you, coronations\\
Fought for spot, season fraught so you got your shot, so you\\
Balled out in sought vocation\\
Told a team that lost a lot\\
Go to playoff berth, salvation\\
Blow to doubters all distraught\\
Caught curse of expectation\\
Void, Doom\\
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Homie's headspace, is in a prone place\\
Transfixed on stone face, hope blown and displaced\\
Suicide, DOA, Do or die?, CBA\\
"Shit, why even try, every night I sit and cry"\\
Gonna nix yourself, quit, before GTA six?\\
Man, fxxxing get a grip, least till ETA hits\\
My give a dam it on par with TVA\\
Hit a bar, get chicks, lit, till on lists by DEA\\
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We sons of\\
Of nothing\\
We sons know\\
Soul crushing\\
We sons of\\
No loving\\
We sons that\\
Know nothing\\
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We sons of (Doom, a grove, a move, think about it)\\
Of nothing\\
We sons know\\
Soul crushing(Doom, a grove, a move, a tune)\\
We sons that\\
Know nothing(Doom, a grove, a move, think about it)\\
We\\
Tune into Doom Radio\\
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Tryna buy a casa?\\
If your prudent find a masa gold\\
Don't forget your student loans\\
You'll pay off those tasas, tolls when your pruning, pasa, old\\
Or don't, morir, you won't, sufrir, a hope, herir\\
Cause life expectancy is now past seven-nine\\
Now work fast senselessly till at last, heaven time\\
Or hell, to each their own, a throne to those who practiced empathy\\
Wish well, condone\\
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One of the greatest\\
But we'll deflate ya\\
Yes we'll debate it\\
Yes we'll berate ya\\
Yes we're some sadists\\
Clutch-ness, innate shit\\
Rushing fixated\\
Jones in ya face, hit\\
Missing teammates shit\\
Big plays negated\\
Zebras dictate it\\
Who's Jawaan Taylor\\
Why so frustrated?\\
Don't be a failure\\
Quit that third-rate shit\\
Why do we hate ya?\\
We hate being wrong\\
Your losses, awaited\\
Elated in song\\
Each mistake, collated\\
Misstated, prolonged\\
Our distastes, updated\\
Restated, "throw long!"\\
Don't you understand\\
We cannot believe you and we never will\\
The game's clearly planned\\
And we'll never deceive you, we don't have the skill\\
Defame you, on brand\\
And we'll never reprieve you, sit quiet, sit still\\
Cause you ain't the man\\
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We sons of\\
Of nothing\\
We sons know\\
Soul crushing\\
We sons of\\
No loving\\
We sons that\\
Know nothing\\
We sons of (Doom, a grove, a move, think about it)\\
Of nothing\\
We sons know\\
Soul crushing(Doom, a grove, a move, a tune)\\
We sons that\\
Know nothing(Doom, a grove, a move, think about it)\\
We\\
Tune into Doom Radio\\
