Lyrics:
broke the fuck up
Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold
Futuristic scrolls that was prophesied scriptures
Fitting an untold, I roll
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
down now, yea
I get so sick of you running your mouth
You lie through your teeth and won't hear me out
I'll say it again' you think you'd learn by now
Unless you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race
Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap
feeding on my tree
I'm saying listen to me
Live by the code fuck the snakes, love the Queens
Steer clear of the reptilians feeding on me
Like they say
I aint tryna go back
I aint tryna go back
We back again
I aint tryna go back (Living under this rock)
Look everything I do I do alone now(by myself)
Choose to forget and don't forgive
Chose to regret and forgot to live
We're encircled by our own circling
Tangled by our own entanglement
We're circling
Shit I've been smokin
Like Oscar the grouch
Foot on the gas
I've been workin, no slouch
Got off my ass
Had to get off the couch
I'm in my bag
Like
im anything to go by
You asking
No why
Just passing wind as I go by
Deny my attempt at masking the farting
You got big nose roxanne steve martin
Sunny
they'll sleep on the couch
Threw up in a trashcan like Oscar the Grouch
Lenny writing on a letter to old Santa Claus
Come check out the best scene got
THINK MYSELF TO BE, OH!
THEY GROUCH ABOUT ME
MAKING NASTY GUSTY BLARES
IN A WAY I'M NOT SO DUMB
BUT I WISH
I COULD BE SMARTER THAN NOW
I'M READY TO USE
an Oscar
Cause we made a grouch
Mad cause I'm fucking his bitch on his couch
I would be mad too
Mad cause we popping we getting you canceled
Spit like
the grouch
Best go get that stick out your ass!
My raps top of its class,
“The realest” on my epitaph,
Smile in the severance,
Secular passage,
I'm my own
Detained by two cops
Their energy fictitious
Looking for a victim
My car became her selection
Her mind was infected
You're brainwashed
You work for the man
Can you, can you feel me now
When your body is engulfed in the flames
And your wrist is cuffed by some chains
And you're fucked up cause you drank
Do
hiding? It's inconvenient, but I've been biding my time
Thinking that I've been sliding by, trying to cover up my crimes
Committed against humanity,
on the couch
I feel like Oscar the Grouch
Cuz I found ya stash where ya keep it
She let me nut in her mouth
I ain't had to pay no fees
Ain't too many niggas
Ain't nobody in the room high as me
All by myself but I'm seeing 3's
All em' say you wanna be like me
Michael Jordan Jackson Tyson
All em' say you wanna
the spirit's coming to get me
I'm being followed by the ghost of Christmas past
I'm being scolded for my cheer that didn't last
He won't stop chasing me until I
failures
And some find themselves with such a futuristic mindset that no one can relate to them
Leaving them in the strange state of loneliness
Life been
hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna
Pass me by
Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But
six-one blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
Poppin' on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My recipe
the definition of raw spitter
I pop out the house like Oscar the Grouch
Where I'm from, they C Walk
Stay chalking you out
Where I'm from they B Walk
Never walking
broke the fuck up
Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold
Futuristic scrolls that was prophesied scriptures
Fitting an untold, I roll
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