true boy You just know who you can say And you grow up with paranoy Why you love the baby?s eyes? And I just say that Keep my noise Angry voice Bored noise
estimated 5 or 6 million That nigga fine if he willing I'mma blow his mind, bitch The glit's and all the things involved got yo whole brain dissolved
Kick in the brain, still the same, oh, please tell me what's my name hook in neck, fire storm, bloody rain, yeah it came breaks my skull, hits my eyes
Jon B worship black pussy He pushin me to the point I wanna smack him, yo (Yo duke, he tryin to steal your fans like Chico did D'Angelo's) If imitation was acid
citric acid, malic acid, sodium benzoate, potassium sorbate and cyanocobalamin, yeah I'm on fire, I'm on big train going faster than Stephen Hawking's brain
label for it Critics adore it homicidal as it gets Your wrist slit when I make suicidal imprints On your brain, I induce pain, so I'm insane Hell bent burnt you like acid
my heart beating Fucking bitch left me and I aint even peeped yet Fuck all that noise a play poy the sleeps wet Smoke a bundle till the face lace my brain
invited guest will be, richard pryor (aren't you a male dancer? ) nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid
red light I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams I fake like I'm vomiting, smoking sick, threw acid
every day Next the wires disrupting, molecules exploding, combined in acid corroding Cannot block the signal from the battery to the brain Cannot block
Get on the dancefloor, Yeah, its Hadouken! Remix your brain, Yeah, remix your game. That's right yeah, Im unstoppable, Get in my way you get kicked
signed a big deal and estimated 5 or 6 million That nigga fine if he willing Imma blow his mind, BITCH!! The glit's and (all) the things in (volved) Got yo whole brain
big deal and estimated 5 or 6 million That nigga fine if he willing I'm a blow his mind, bitch! The glit's and (all) the things in (volved) Got yo whole brain
male dancer?) Nah bitch, I'm retired Fuckin your bitch in the ass with a tire iron I'm ripped, I'm on an acid trip My DJ's in a coma for lettin the record
for it. Critics adore it. Homicidal as it gets. Your wrist slit When I make suicidal imprints On your brain. I induce pain, so I?m insane. Hell bent burnt you like acid
