Welcome to the Show - DC The Don

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

It’s like she dig for gold, that’s something you gotta deal with

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

I’m speakin' outta bounds I know these niggas feel this

This life shit come at you, uh

Faster than the muthafuckin bullet

I swear I’m finna pull it

How am I to focus while surrounded by this bullshit, oh yeah

Daij dropped yo ass 'round them dude

They got a bag out on you, yuh what aye

Another level, I am on another level

They try to take this, trust me I would never let uhm, woah yuh

I was born a fuckin rebel

It’s on my chest bitch

Give me respect bitch

Yeah I need my check bitch

Flossin on these niggas I just wake up and go flex bitch

Nascar and Jet bitch

Gotit on my head bitch

Pray to god I make it through the year they want me dead bitch

Milwaukee Assasin, Comin through we blastin

With no skateboards but lil bitch we still thrashin

Dump my head in the dirty yeah then lil bro do the clappin

I call all the shots they gon call me Charlie Manson, yeah

Call me DC Manson, aye

Shawty we ain’t doin no romancin, yuh

Watch the diamonds now they dancin

And theres a lawyer out so watch out where your standin, yeah

If it’s a L ima turn it to a W

How you all searchin' for some love when im infront of you

Fuck swear to god he gonna get it

How the fuck am I always mistreated

Hold up sit up I cannot be defeated

Easy for me I control alt delete it

Yeah and I didn’t win no L

Yeah I swear I got no L

I can be thrown away

Drugs on the floor aye

Welcome to the Show aye

Welcome to the Show

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

It’s like she dig for gold thats something you gotta deal with

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

I’m speakin outta bounds I know these niggas feel this

Stop givin me them lectures

Bout how to make shit better

Them niggas dont even follow they own rules, fuck what they tell yuh

Put 'em on a stretcher

Bitch we dont rock sketchers

Hella Tense, Skeleton

Excuse me keep my heart tho

Have you ever had a bottle of Belaire?

This Tea of Spirit I can smell it in the air

Tough luck we ain’t learnin today

How to sell from the Berner the Bay

But a DC on you better turn up the pay

Checkin in you ain’t certain to say, yuh

Stop bein nice, what

Stop bein nice ima stop bein nice

Pull a 20−20 ima stop bein nice, aye

Stop being nice girl dont stop bein nice, aye

Yeah and I really wish you well

Said I fuckin changed oh well

Take your demons through the whole spell

Thats why I really hope the sun helps

Cause I know how you get bizarre

Let go, Take control, Take this slow

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

It’s like she dig for gold thats something you gotta deal with

What’s the point of crying over spilled milk?

I’m speakin outta bounds I know these niggas feel this, yeah