Lyrics:
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, wait a minute now
Uh-oh
Uh, uh
Can y'all hear me out there? (Lunatics)
Uh, uh, is y'all ready? (Up above) let me year
I got two phones
One for the wifey and one for the hoes
Two phones
One for the side piece and one for the home
Said two phones
One for the wifey
brick turn to two bricks 'cause all my remixes bring lunatics
He got bricks, we'll take them shits
How many licks did yo' clique hit? (Huh?)
Barbershop
blunts and be high for three days
You can tell by the way i walk i ain't from 'round hurr (here)
Probably couldn't tell 'cause i ain't walkin nowhurr
Thanks for choosing Arby's
Would you like to try one of
Our brand new toasted subs?
That's right, Arby's now has toasted subs
Would you like to try
abuse and keep goin'
Survival of the fittest, corse rule for the strong
Down the by the bay not the biso, but I drink Cisco
When I go to Honna's I order
hella slow in a yellow Marinello
Lookin for who sells shelltoes that I could match with my silk robe
I'm like Hugh Heffner at 26 years old, with clear
hang leave the partyyy yea
It's two AM in LA
Missed my flight back by the way
Guess I gotta fucking stay
Roll up to another day
Don't remember yesterday
Hello?
What the deal?
Bet
I got two phones, one for the plug and one for the load
I got two phones, one for the bitches and one for the dough
be worth cuz I need a
Ride or die to be by my side
Said she asking for a love song
Yh she just wana feel like she loved
Give her roses cuz she been
Aye, yeah
Everyday I'm steady reppin' up
2nice steady reppin' up
"They say I'm reppin' up"
Everyday I'm really working, I'd say I'm repping up
Every
?Sileste?
3:by our orchestra, Paul Sileste
1:rego maestro, allee
2:prego maestro, vada
3:please maestro, go
1:suno otto, suno otto di catania
2:sono Otto,
represent my hood and my homies for mad blocks
Here to slaughter all you fake ass Biggie's and 2Pac's
Two glocks, it ain't enough, you better hit
like from a distant sun
From an outer wasteland
One by one they speak a different tongue
The three lunatic spacemen
Cold
the hood
Still unemployed so mind you I'm looking for work
I'm coming short with the rent feeling like I'm a jerk
Being two G's in debt with your friends
Ever since I was the new kid
I been a dog like Anubis
Don't come around me on no new shit
Cause this the way that im movIng
This for the ones in my
It's 3AM, I'm back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I'm waiting for
One by one, one by one
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I
Two time for all my black excellence
The takeover is now (DJ Durel)
Hold it, hit it
Hit it two times with the base (one time, one time)
Two times
arachnophobia
St. Lunatics say it's tipped, for me that pimp is the drill
While she tasting my testicles, see the tip of my steel
Know you getting that scrill,
tempt me
I'm a fool for mine, nigga
And my pockets stay empty
Three families in one house
Is how some of the brown gotta get down
(Gotta get down)
It's
your ordinary dope man
On the for reala my nigga I'm a born killa
Let my nuts hangin' out give a FUCK if ya bigger
Cause I'm that nigga who gets ass
still working like a slave
I did 2 and a half years for u 2 tell me is a trait
I dedicate this 2 the 1s rapping untill they 88
Hey just like Jesus i got
one
One, two, three
One, have faith, know you believe
Two, you need to pray, down on your knees
Three, you received, praise him for the blessings you
Fatality
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
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