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hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass hysteria

True sounds of maniacal laughter
And the deaf-mute is misleading the choir
The punchline is a natural disaster
hysteria
Mass hysteria

True sounds of maniacal laughter
And the deaf-mute's misleading the choir
The punch line is a natural disaster
And it's sung by
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!

True sounds of manacial laughter
And the deaf mute is misleading the choir
The punchline is a natural
bullet proof vest
He don't mind, he know he'll never respect
The good kid, m.A.A.d. city

Mass hallucination baby
Ill education baby
Want to reconnect with
Every Sunday God wakes up to everybody's problems
All those voices asking for forgiveness
Half asleep he waves his hand to quickly mass absolve
[Chorus]
Mass hallucination baby
Ill education baby
Want to reconnect with your elations
This is your station baby

Look inside these walls
to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...

Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want

Lay on back, light up the blunts
can't even spy the land
What good are you anyway, if you can't stand up to some old businessman?

Wedding bells ringin', the choir is beginning to sing
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off
Let me sit this ass
On you
Show you how I feel
Let me take this off
Will you watch me
Yes mass appeal
Don't take your eyes
Don't take your
to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...

Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want

Lay on back, light up the blunts
bride
The groom is by her side
Up to the altar,
Just as steady as Gibraltar
The groom has got the ring
And it's such a pretty thing
But as he slips it
bride
The groom is by her side
Up to the altar,
Just as steady as Gibraltar
The groom has got the ring
And it's such a pretty thing
But as he slips it
nerves type ridiculous
I guess I really gotta do it
Put my game down
Hold the game you fucking blew it
Put my name down
And it seems you fucked up like
by the beach, got bank roll
Got a bitch who got booty-cheeks, good neck though
Hold up, hol' up, hol' up, this game we play, you can't control us
Hol'
unflammable
Noriega, aimin' knives which stay windy in Chicago
Spine-tingle, mind boggles
Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough
Give me mine
bride
The groom is by her side
Up to the altar,
Just as steady as Gibraltar
The groom has got the ring
And it's such a pretty thing
But as he slips it
hood dogs sing songs of rejection and pain

If we get sunshine, it's followed up by rain
Like to lay your jig down and get a blessing of brains
My
a statue of Buddha by her hot tub
When her soul gets cold she gives his belly a rub

Now some folks say he is and some say he ain't
But for me Saint
have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in
spoke on the phone
Some say it's overblown but she don't give a damn
All the black girls think that she want they man
But it's not your fault they
about that
Ain’t about Hip Hop
Ain’t about Rap
Think a minute, hold up, use your cap
Chicago, know I’mma snap
Gotta say, no basic rapping

So they wonder
even if you don't give a shit about me
That's what love is.. It's not just built for two,
It's built on a future, one we might not get through.
Put the cash in my face, I might take a try
Money motivated that nigga that threw up my sign
My wife's on my side with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my