.38 Airweight - Single

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Raps: Cecil Otter, Dessa, Mike Mictlan, P.O.S, Sims
Beat: Cecil Otter, Lazerbeak, Paper Tiger

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released 29 July 2014

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Doomtree Minneapolis

Doomtree is a collective of seven friends who live in Minneapolis and make music together. They’ve earned acclaim for genre- defying recordings, explosive live performances, and their fierce loyalty to one another. Members include P.O.S, Dessa, Sims, Cecil Otter, Mike Mictlan, Lazerbeak, and Paper Tiger. The DIY outfit has built an international fanbase one city, one show, and one song at a time. ... more

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Track Name: .38 Airweight
[Intro: P.O.S] Bernie Goetz
I've been thinking about Bernie Goetz
Bang, hit deck, DB Cooper and Easy Jet
Go West, find me a place that time forgets
Check out with the best get rest in a real way

[Hook: P.O.S]
Hanging off the chain
Back against the frame
Off the wall
Cut against the grain
Rub everything raw
Call it off
Come and get me mane
Number's still the same
Give a call
Probably let it ring
Playin' a different game
Kill 'em all

[Verse 2: Sims]
Sinkin' ships
I've been thinking 'bout sinking ships
Big risk, pink slips, point missed
Blame
I've been lookin' for someone to blame
Campaigns, big banks, close aim, point blank
Bang
Flag raised out the barrel end
Reads "you can't win"
It means y'all can't win
Bang
I've been lookin' for a new escape
Probably best if I burrow in
Opt out not cop out
I'm just tryin' to carve my slice
But the game played is knives out
And there ain't nowhere to hide
So I guess it's time
No more taking the bait
Straight-laced complacent restraint
Got my wrists bent but they can't lift up
Let me counter with this
Not with a whimper with a bang
Bang

[Hook: P.O.S]
Hanging off the chain
Back against the frame
Off the wall
Cut against the grain
Rub everything raw
Call it off
Come and get me mane
Number's still the same
Give a call
Probably let it ring
Playin' a different game
Kill 'em all

[Verse 2: P.O.S]
Yeah, vaguest threats
I've been thinking about Bernie Goetz
Charlie Bronson, lay em wet
I've been thinking about pulling out
Heart from chest plate, lay waste
I've been thinkin' 'bout saving face
I've been thinkin' my saving grace
Is claiming spaces and escaping
Slip, slip in smoke and self-erasing
Not a trace
Not a sketch
Etched an opal held in place
Bang
I've been thinkin' 'bout safe
I've been thinkin' 'bout motives
I've been runnin' in place
Bang

[Verse 3: Cecil Otter]
Loaded
I've been drinkin' I'm loaded
Consequences eroded
Yeah I'm on the fence and they know it
All them politics have been quoted
Ain't gonna call it quits or decode it
Alright all my chips will be thrown in
Sack of shit
I'm reloaded
Shots ring off in the distance
Makes no difference
Driving in the car
But there ain't no engines on
Instincts gone
Instant song it's been a long
And windy road
Oh when the bottle's half gone
And the throttle ain't responding
No plans no lands so

[Verse 4: Mike Mictlan]
Grown-man syndrome
Ex-planeteer
You can grow out or grow up
Just out last your peers
And the children of the corn syrup
Got 'em by the ears
Walk behind the fields
All their dreams reflect your fears
Ain't nothin' else but pull the belt
Spread the wealth but who dust the shelf
Hell to pay but it sells itself
I ordered paradise
Born and raised without the help
Now it's shorter days and I couldn't tell
Flawed in all the ways
Bottle holiday
Spend some time on myself
Pop quiz hot shot
Quick fixer-upper
Another notch in lock stock
Bang - you's a sucker
Blame it on my nature but I learned it from my mother
Tattoos on my hands replace the lines inside my palms
Gone
De-anxietize Heavy metal, weighted joints
Play the parts but I'll pace my points
Back to the crowd and I face the noise
Home base, chase the ghost nothing's never safe
I made a stick into a gun and stared right at the sun
Bang

[Hook: P.O.S & Dessa]
Hanging off the chain
Back against the frame
Off the wall
Cut against the grain
Rub everything raw
Call it off
Come and get me mane
Number's still the same
Give a call
Probably let it ring
Playin' a different game
Kill 'em all

Hanging off the chain
Back against the frame
Off the wall
Cut against the grain
Rub everything raw
Call it off
Come and get me mane
Number's still the same
Give a call
Probably let it ring
Playin' a different game