Lyrics:
aight (Right)
I'm sure that strucked a nerve
Brace yourself, as we Journey to the end
I've checked his script
Nothing's right, it's all errors
The media's
try to
Sit by the girl with the pink psychedelic leggings
It's no good
Burning wood
Closer inspection reveals by the firelight
She's clutching a fistful
Thy light is the brightest darkness below, arise
Death vortex ushes a psychedelic rush of pain, so now
My heart is bound in holy union with thy, so I
I ain't impressed by a killer
I'm impressed by a hustler who's taking care his mother and his brother
And his significant other
Put his niggas in
fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back
And he looked like
an album by Traverse
c collection of different emotions, thoughts
Triumphs and tribulations
Enjoy
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
of the melancholy
Escalated to something quite voodoo
Like psychedelic Jesus, I am and he was
But I am me, don't wanna be like you
He'd swallow his own tail, if he
Questioning reality, With shit ain't even there
This guy out on fucking mars, And he ain't even aware
He out where the stars be with psychedelic visions
He
psychedelic visions
He acting like a AI, Don't even know he's tripping
Try to snap him back to earth, Nothing ever fucking works
Wake up to the sound of thunder
wise like you penny
That's just his job he gon dump till it's empty He trigger happy he be on psychedelics
Bro out on bond but he gon beat the case
Hit
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
of the "Oh, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in
auf Stand-by
Entweder schlaf' ich ruhig am Ende
Oder hab' Blut in den Händen so wie beim Blood-Gangsign
Das heißt, ich würd' für Hip Hop sogar auf 'nem
Hi, at this moment I recommend to you use headphones for the rest of the album
If you speak English leave your left headphone on
If you speak Spanish
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they
the fame
You fools can get hit by a train
I should cool it but I’m off the liquor again
Since I got my flame lit
I been moving on em like an avalanche
Bitch
children ain't dat psychedelic babe
You and me together we can run the every babe
Oh no oh oh no whatever
Here you can have this
It's a brand new bracelett
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