How We Do

Feeling crisp in our clothes as we ridin through the night And the distance it grows as we grindin up the 5 Got the diamonds in our eyes and the lipstick made of gold We're the shining in the sky in the wish in the cold Got the glitter on the skin and the peddle to the floor And we spinnin in the wind, there's no settling the score We develpin the lore and deliverin our sins Rejecting all your sports, playing chicken on the rim Throwing bones against the bricks in the purple of the fight And our souls in the mix and we turnin into light Yo we burnin up so bright, breakin stones with our sticks And the pearls of our eyes and the homes in our ribs Nothin left but this fight and the music that we make Got this death in the pipe and the tools on our waist And the boomin of this bass bring the dead back to life Pretty soon we'll meet our fate but no regrets for tonight