Lyrics:
Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me
Whatever's got into me, I don't mind
I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana
That's creeping up on me, why
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
the matter with me
Boom like the radio,
Loud like a stereo,
This is how my heart beats
It's like a broken record, but I can't eject it,
Feels like it's
me a friend
Let all the good times flood in
Do I love you? Do I hate you?
I can't make up my mind
So let's freefall
And see where we land
It's
Ooh, I can't stand it, I can't stand it,
It's makin' me feel so bad.
Dead man, dead man,
When will you rise?
Cobwebs in your mind,
Dust in your
and I can't help but love you so
If I had my choice of matter
I'd would rather be with cats
All engrossed in mental chatter
Showing where your mind
roll it
I put my hand there, hold it
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
Lighters up, lighters up
But when that last guitar's been packed away
You know that I still want to play
So just make sure you got it all set to go
Before you come for my
a threesome
DM her, delete it, she's my lil' secret
He tryna diss me to blow up, I peep it
I can't respond, we just go at your people
If I left some racks
don't belong
(Can't get used to this)
But I'm here right now
(I can hear you say)
Make the most of Me
(This wont go to waste)
If I'm out of my
I'll be long gone
By the time you make up your mind
Gotta make my own way
Around the kinda misery I find
I'll send you my best
Of regards
I've been cheated by you since I don't know when
So I made up my mind, it must come to an end
Look at me now, will I ever learn?
I don't know how
But when that last guitar's been packed away
You know that I still want to play
So just make sure you got it all set to go
Before you come for my
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake* by an ol´ mama lion
Cain´t no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons,
can't run away
I can't run away
Monday, I could wait till Tuesday
If I make up my mind
Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind
Friday'd give
I bongo with my lingo
Beat it like a wing yo
From congo to columbo
Can't stereo-type my thing yo
I salt and pepper my mangos
Shoot, spit out
tonight
(Let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like
Every single thing could blow my mind
Soaking it all up for fun
But now I only soak up wine
They say to play hard, you work hard
Find balance in
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
danger
I've got nothing left to lose
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Dropped my cell phone down below
Ain't that just like me?
By the time I got
and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Can't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons,
been vibin' for a reason (Reason, ayy)
I been grindin' all season (Season, yeah)
I been stayin' away from leeches
I bet you can't ever say you seen
Do it like the zombies do
Brush your fangs when you wake up
Comb your hair, do your make up
Sleep at night, don't stay up
Do it like the zombies do
drawn I can't see
Smashed in my car window
Didn't touch the stereo
Slow it down, Angie come back to bed
Rest your arms, and rest your legs
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