Crash

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Da Staff


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Locked and loaded
I cannot control it
On my rock and roll shit
Thoughts compulsive
Running wild with it
Ganja got me floating
F*ck a Xan
Don't need no no pills bic and blunt I'm faded
Air it out
Stuck here way too long feeling constipated
Type of shit to nod your head to
Cranium banger
Funnel cake like its fair food
Stendo' middle fingers
"Negative nah affi time o day"
We don't let it linger
Listen close I know my time coming
And my faith the anchor
Less sins in the blessings when you lookin at the word
Triple meaning if you go inside your soul and search
Dig it out its trauma in you dawg for what it's worth
And love is not a foreign object we don't deserve but
Can't get too deep
Bag back give me two feet
Jottin' in this loose leaf
Mobbin' with the crewski'
Staff on deck when they see is they be terrified
Until you bitches six feet in the dirt I ain't satisfied bitch
Eazzy um are we really gonna have the producers start this
Alright
But I got no gun
And that's no fun
But that don't mean
I won't make you run
On the beat with the heat to the lyric sheet
Will I skeet like the Meek then you'd call me weak
I done saw what I've seen and I seen what it mean
That a dream ain't a keen to a conscious thing but
Now I'm looking for the meaning of life
Through the bottom of a Styrofoam Sprite
Gyrated scoped you on sight
360 nose copes hits with my insights
That probably went on over ya head
Like I'm going nowhere
But I'm instilling the fear
Like every rapper you hear
Is you just deaf in da ear
Y'all don't know what to feel
I think I know what you need
You need a verbal machine
To sell you poison and lean
While they cant even speak
Just Mumbles McGee
Ignorance you see
That's a travesty
Well all along you been singing they song
Their demonic cult
Is getting too involved
Until this fucking
Worlds dissolved
And you're not involved
Of course it totaled y'all
And y'all knew the odds
Even though sport's evolved
Because it's Gaia's call
And not our fault
That we gonna fall
Like the wrath of Saul
To each is own so keep illin'
We gon' teach ya how to get busy
To eat ya up or let live my decisy'
L-L-L-L-L-L-L wet willy
Behold the merry pranksters finna' fool
Ken Kesey
King Beak the one that flew over
Feeling kink is key
Let me be the first to tell ya
Right now we're making our first milli'
Pick it apart
Epic guitar riff from the heart
Sinister spit the temperature to split a star
What's that on the carpet
Blood spot like a hickey mark
Spilled the silly spritzers at the hippie party
Flying high again like Ozzy
So lit I don't need coffee
Been still but since I started moving this cracker along came Polly
Ecstasy without molly
The upset of the year
When Holly got Rhonda
Bop to this stomp it out
Hit ya shimmy when the beat skips
Both feet in
Never skipping a click
Imma make you dance like your tripping
Don't say I didn't warn ya
When I break your ankles with a bar
And you just catch yourself still in rhythm
Been going easy on ya
So you better get a grip before I speed it up a little
Quick as the devil's fiddle
I will never quit on the mission
Growing and healing and howling and building and just praying on a heaven on earth
That's hoes in the dirt
I see what y'all doin
I'm bout' to kill this shit
Yo yo yo
No seat belt peddle to the floor go crash big dummy
Metal to the door for that cash all we know is get money
But we not those do things more copacetic
Consistent with the hot flows constantly so don't forget it
He sick don't need the medic
On the choke don't need the Heimlich
One direction where we headed
Up in smoke how ironic
Where did you find him like I just appeared up out the blue
I know I look ground level but check my mental altitude
Yeah I'm high as f*ck
Looking fly that's duck
Go head and try your luck
Nigga' we stay fired up
Who looking like us
Who do it like we do
These dudes is C-3PO and R2-D2
An infection no injection
Lyrical needle
Some sort of plague spreading through all of your peoples
Off with your head I tell you my weapon is lethal
Time for bed lights out its curtains none of them see-through
The walking dead I'm the king of this shit Ezekiel
Out for this bread rye pumpernickel honey wheat too
Down the middle four-ways all of us equal
Eyes chinky all day and still can see you
Duck-Bo be killing shit who do it like he do
More juice than Michael Keaton when he was that beetle
Mothafucka'

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Written by: Brandon Hauck, Don King, Eric Sam-Clarke, Paul Snover

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