Lyrics:
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
comprehend
Said Chicago's the game and I'm
All for the win
So tell me if it's bongs or hemp
Shouts-out to queens that was
Raised out in Brooklyn
I remember I
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass hysteria
Mass
screaming
And we welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
And it's creating a feeding ground
For the bottom feeders of hysteria
Mass
And the welfare is asphyxiating
Mass confusion is all the new rage
and it's creating a feeding ground for the bottom feeders of hysteria
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
say You want to share
The power no one will withstand
Just be my human hand
I know your secrets
I know it all
[Band as choir (1)]
[Solo 1
tell 'em what it is? Will I tell 'em what it is?)
All of our music (Gotta tell 'em what it is, better tell 'em what it is, let me tell 'em what it is
I
the sport but all I see is a nigga
Shakin' while holdin' the torch
Proceed, go 'head, try to take the lead
And then tell us how it feels not to succeed
Up
This is your station baby
All I see is strobe lights
Blinding me in my hindsight
Finding me by myself
Promise me you can help
In all honesty I got
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
I love you, you looking holy like Mama
You made a church out of feathers
So when she fly to the Father
She know the choir gon' follow and all
to stop lyin'
They say conflicts is only one percent
And look at all the money rappers spent
We throw the diamonds in the screen
Nah mean?
But it affects
I pay it no mind cause I see it all the time
(Don't be fooled by the shades) don't mean I'm blind
I got a water and a stoge, a quarter for the phone
you see when death's in sight
I'm stuck in your empire, psych
I shot ya, you ain't comin' back
Gangsta rap about to bring it back
I'm sick of all
gonna make it.. I would made it by now..
Fuck what you thought..
What have you went for ..
Look what you got ..
You can wish all you want..
This
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
with the squad thats all I need
When we out together we cannot be stopped
If you in the picture it needs to get cropped
Don't got all this money but fuck
the choirs sing, and angels ring
I'm about to take you to church all right. I'm about to take you to church tonight
Angels ring, angels ring, and the choirs
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
altercation
I never mentioned it to him
He kinda overprotective
And I know if I tell him, that he'll beat this nigga's skull in
Turn his body a skeleton,
me stupid
Listening to all this music getting dumber
By the minute from their lyrics
I'm a social mediaist so imma share it
Reaching to millennials
of mass destruction
When I bust it
You faggots runnin'
I crush it
You cannot touch it
Vlad is comin
And I'm gunnin' for
Any and everyone
That wants it
You
Sike
A couple days past
Caught flights back to Chicago
Completely swallowed by sorrow I had to change the tempo
I couldn't take it no more
Tired
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