Lyrics:
a bit of lyric at a mile a minute
I'm a little over-analytical and I'll admit it
Man, I feel the music movin' up into me mentally
Inhabiting my brain I
(Ohh)
All my niggas that are drunk
All my niggas that are high
Take the bottle or your smoke an raise it to the sky
All my ladies that are high
All my
Whole brain has been locked
By the way you look today
Hold the key to my heart
I hope and pray
You keep it safe
In the highs
And the lows
Throughout our
Damn right muhfucka got that gangsta music
Better hold on to your head cause Imma make you lose it
If I make ya clap ya hands then Imma make ya
though you told me
That your parents use to say I told you so
He's a bald headed gangster
And through his eyes I see insanity
But girl that never stopped
lines, that's bananas
The Rock says, “It doesn't matter” (Word)
(Bridge)
My pen game sinks relationships I board
Man in the Mirror, depicts the darkest
marines with hand held killing machines
Steal dreams with the armored steel
Guard your grill
Nigga, I was brought up by the Kents in Smallville
Following
and break-ins
Go to your location with no notification
Quick to pick up the Glocks, fill the clip to the top
Kill the kids too little too big to adopt
Got
Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
It's a ratatatatt on the nucleus of your brain cell
came to rock the funky joint so I might as well
get on the one
and have some fun
and drop a break
A frozen lake is solved.
By all means...
its The slowing down of your brain
Around that certain sort of math.
The result...
Completely destroys
got me by the brains
In a utilitarian cafeteria
The way we came at, like it ain't matter
Brain scatter your grey matter like cake batter
Swing batter batter swing, he can't hit he can't hit
They want
Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
SOILED IN REGRET
It's fun murdering words that are blood curdling,
By now, you must live under a rock, if you ain't heard of him.
Madchild, I don't
know by now bullets have no name
So think about it would you like to beocme the next
To get the lead engraved all up in your fuckin chest
I'll crack
come from the block, crack rock in my shoe
I hustle nonstop, I played it by the rules
Survival of the fittest
If you with it then let's get it
In
that up
If it don't make money then you don't add up
House in the hills, thousands and mill's
Getting wild in the field with your spouse in Brazil
black, well-done beef cooker
My tre-eighty kept me crazy Dunn, she had me whipped
In the whip high, riding by, ready ta spit
She like to talk shit,
right by my side telling me I'll be fine
When my own group tried to treat me like Syd Barrett
You got me cleaned up, let me stay with your parents
that booms
I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave
Communicating with out speech
The galaxy
So small in all reality
Uncountable solar systems in one
Imagine all of them added in
Would leave your brain rattling
your ears now
Gebruik je brain als een pipa
Boy be smart now
Surround yourself with them boys
Die voor je hard gaan
Het straat leven aint het leven
Motherf'ers can't rhyme no more
'bout slime no more
That five white pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I couldn't climb no more
Became a hot boy
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