Lyrics:
Low IQ brainwashing all your eyes
Mankind not too nice or very kind
Stitch my eyes open wide for all time
Mass consumption of illusions pride
Do what
try to fucking wife me
I chew you fuckers up, I'll end your motherfucking lifey
I hate you weak ass dudes with low ass IQ
Calling me a prude when I
to get a raise bruh
Man you're getting laid off
Started rapping told em
Hey! Don't you quit your day job
Go get your sound up hustle on the side
Till you
about him
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth
Mama just hung her head and said: Son
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat
just pathetic
Get into the groove just get out of my way
I came here to drink not to get laid
So, "Why don't you just go on home?"
'Cause if you
Low, keep your head, keep your head low
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
If you wanna keep your head
Oh, you gotta keep your head low
Keep your
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
wanna feel this low again
Never wanna feel
Never wanna feel
Never wanna feel this low
I’m still writing music
I have an addiction to it
By the way I still
Stay laid, stay put, stay calm, stay warm as you fucking should
Stay woke, ain't broke, fuck no, great dough from head to toe
No hoes, stay low
yeah, I know you got SNAIDS yeah
Wanna go outside, brain low got brain AIDS
GS international, just like the UN
Don’t be irrational, my IQ max 10
Different
Within this underworld
Where it's
Ghetto and ratchet
Classless where G's
IQ's below average
Admired by
The Savage
Lifted soul godbody
I've embodied rhymes
high I know
If the times gone by
Hadn't been so low
The best laid plans
Come apart at the seams
And shatter all my dreams
Sometimes I feel like
Screaming
Heaven wouldn't be
So high I know
If the times gone by
Hadn't been so low
The best laid plans
Come apart at the seams
And shatter all my dreams
Chevy Chase, the teachers used to lampoon
I sing songs, haikus over rap tunes, high IQ
Lookin' for a Song Hye Kyo, hey, cutie, yeah
I'm tryin' to keep
it when you close to me
And try to find peace in that rosary
Until then I'm a be here with my
Eyes riding low
Surrounded by this smoke
Glass of jack
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit
To floss or not to floss is the question
Hehe
By any means
Me and my mans gon' shine
Burn bright till the lights go dim
Aiyo, ask me again
Better yet, I'ma
the stars
But you could never know the story by touchin' the scars
I cant watch another mama cry
Cause her baby laid to sleep without a rock-a-bye
He copped
the fresh laid snow
Really been down, had to take some blows
You would think different if you knew what I know
We was movin' packs like row by row
I was in
Obstruction
Destruction
You're mentally unfit (sociopath)
Such a low IQ idiot (cult 45)
Corrobstruction (Cult 45)
corrobstruction (Cult 45)
it in my ear like a secret
You're my weakness but girl I wanna keep this
They talk down cos they don't know you like I know
Their IQ's so low
But I got
Aynjewl Faycc
I.Q. mutha fuckkaz (uh)
I.Q
Yo yo yo yo
Yo
You hear the sirens
They gut you signin’
They gut you hidin’
Peekin’ outside wit chor fake
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