First collaboration with Doomed To Fame featuring Oregon rapper E-Breezy

RX (Doomed To Fame & E-Breezy)

Updated audio for the first Doomed To Fame release; Jack The Ripper

Jack The Ripper

Doomed To Fame; laying some written lines down on some Soft Keys.

Soft Keys

Beat produced by The Medisin; Lyrics by Doomed To Fame.  This is a Killer.

Lyrics:  

Verse 1:
Sweatin’ off time, and the time is next
Fuckin’ with the crew they fuckin’ with the best
Fuck the rest, grab your bitches hand take her to the nest
Not a real killer in the streets, a real killer in the sheets
In between, squeeze, so she screams
Screams DTF that’s what I need
Please don’t leave, I cannot breathe,
I need the MED,
I need the Chief, 
No longer leaf
Now; mister resolution 
Bad bitches deposition, fixed with the intuition
Calculator solution,
No solvin?  No vision,
If you don’t wanna listen
Ultimatum prohibition 
For now we seek the party starts,
We don’t stop bumpin till Bacardi gone,
And we don’t give a shit, like a fart in the wind
Standin’ side by side droppin’ big hits
Round-house jabs until this shit fuckin’ clicks

Chorus 1:
uh; but time is slow; killer on the clock now it’s time to go
While I’m dressed in black; hearing big beats clap
Once again I ask;  do you know where I’m at?
Uh; just siftin air; everyone stops, looks and stares
But beware; come close if you dare
                            ha;    no cares

Verse 2:
No fair, no lair where I’m coming from
Another one dropped now your brain goes numb
Feeling dumb?  It’s ok follow paths like they bread crumbs,
Again just another space, mind starts to feel misplaced
And for that i got a little distaste, mines laced with this;
And I’d hate to dis, let me shoot it at you till it hits and clicks, lights on
And another rounds gone, 
lungs pumpin like a twelve gauge
starry eyed girl given me a gaze, telling me to misbehave 
while I’m sittin’ smokin’ smitten’ on the purple haze 
Get a glimpse of the rays from the spark
Crunch time like a shark doomed to fame embark
On another fuckin journey; and you? on the gurney 
Killin’ it again bitch ask me where I’ve been
Correspondant of the sin the past my friend
Deaths knockin on the door and the end is grim

Chorus 2:
uh; but time is slow; killer on the clock now it’s time to go
While I’m dressed in black; hearing big beats clap
Once again I ask;  do you know where I’m at?
Uh; just siftin air; everyone stops, looks and stares
But beware; come close if you dare
                            ha;    no cares
Just stumble in
Bump that song again
Just one more play and I will win
Just me with a grin
And cup full of sin
Tell me where you wanna go
But it all depends...


...Would a killer like me fit in?

Breakdown:
So you’re lost on an island; 
well where the fuck am I then
Overboard had become a norm
I’m here but I’ve heard enough
Wash up on shore, 
In the middle of the storm
In the middle of the night,
Bright lights
These sights

New dimensions

Perceptions

Infect them

Lay back watch it glisten




Spoutin out my wisdom, we a never ending kingdom
Diagnose another symptom, just a virus to the system
Amp drop it on the one; Zumbi come and hit em’ when we done
Thinkin all this shit for fun, killer on the run
Ain’t into writing anything but history, solvin’ puzzle pieces to my mystery
Pedigree, better tree, better weed Melody? What the fuck you say to me?
And Doomed To Fame we claim to be 

If I killed it once, then I’ll kill it again 
Souls released, and my sense is cleansed
Please rest, my best, and I give it to you
The whole truth; nothing but
Trippin’ and you stuck
So I’m fairin’ you some ‘good luck’
Good trust, it’s us
Ain’t down with the fuss, not down with the fuzz bustin’ down when you buzzed


Beat slow the sound; can you  play it back cuz?








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