Lyrics:
Drive me crazy
It's a lot to life that I don't understand
Probably cuz I ain't trusting God
You know, more in man
And I'll be honest yo at times
I
take a trip up-
down the avenue
Streetlight people making faces looking at the boom tube
Free your eyes, realize that your guise aint the real you
I'm
And I know the remote's around here somewhere
But there's nothing on the tube
So I don't even care
I crank the amp
Until the lady upstairs calls the super
ma pel mu mu it with me
Hold my hand
Open the tube
It is the muppet show and I think we should
Call the kids sit by the fire
Sing our harts
Higher
Turned it to a loaf
I am not a player, bitch
You fucking with the coach
I remember when the Nike hoodie was the coat
I know I'm not shit but you
Can never
kicks my plug is Bruce Lee
Giuseppe stepping flavor and kicks by Pai Weite
Gotta reckless way of living but bitch you gon pay me (13)
Niggas always
pin out a wall nail
Make a pipe bomb or Malta cocktail
You do a drive by in a middle day
Empty a banana clip pan a AK
You ever clear barrel a gun
pin out a wall nail
Make a pipe bomb or Malta cocktail
You do a drive by in a middle day
Empty a banana clip pan a AK
You ever clear barrel a gun
pin out a wall nail
Make a pipe bomb or Malta cocktail
You do a drive by in a middle day
Empty a banana clip pan a AK
You ever clear barrel a gun
pin out a wall nail
Make a pipe bomb or Malta cocktail
You do a drive by in a middle day
Empty a banana clip pan a AK
You ever clear barrel a gun
stage like the steel cage
The Iron Sheik told you who's the all
The power of your thought can shape a cube into a ball
Stead of plugged in to the tube
the best in the business
You other rappers weak
Snowgoons Infantry nigga
Who make the hotter beats?
Black Snow, you cowards get clapped slow
Facts though,
the year 6565, ain't gonna need no husband
Won't need no wife
You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube
In the year
're passionate to
Not confined by a sense that you have to disprove
Any stereotypes, so-called facts to refute
Or match any image of blackness
They've established
Lotta' paranoia everywhere take a look out yer door
If it ain'why the tube it's the paper news third world war
Or church they feed us all this
Metro people,
Metro people, clones
Metro people,
Metro people drones
With the living dead we shall go by the tube.
To feel trapped by the Borg in this
Watch the skies, come in disguise,
Take more pills, Keep the lid on my life,
I got a little blue tube to give my views
Of a world in dischord, my
And breathing through the tubes
As our lovers filled the room with conversation
I was named to bear you like
A float in a parade
My piano fingers
instead I end up sitting in a 27-C
An aisle seat, fine by me
But the guy that's inside's always tryin' to pee
With a wild child behind me, he's cryin'
the war fast forward owning self-destruction and all achieve a missile
Tests mortifying flash huddles 'round the radio and tube console to control
Lives
I cannot move, I cannot speak
I'm like a bodyless brain
Lying in a bed surrounded by tubes
In this room silence reigns
Paralytic disease infests my
a sad fact
Shining my test tubes, crying in restrooms
Dorm life blows if you've got no place to go
I'll call my mother everyday, I say I wanna go home
you, break you down
So I love the fact they hate me, hate me, hate me now
I got my face in my palm when I'm by myself
Staring at the bottle like
like motherfucking Fousey Tube
And dude, to tell you the truth
I can't think of a single thing I gotta prove to you
Just met a new chick
She about
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