Lyrics:
when he see me
Maybe it's cause I crazy, maybe it's what made me
And my theory on karma got me laid out on the canvass
In a meditation pose with a few
to the end
My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly,
You assholes don't hear me.
Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary
to the end
My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly,
You assholes don't hear me.
Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary
to the end
My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly,
You assholes don't hear me.
Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary
My girl got a girlfriend
See 'em in a pearl Benz
Passin' by ya, sittin' higher
Flyin' then what yours is
My girl got a girlfriend
And we be bringin'
Who's responsible? I don't know
I gotta theory if you hear me
But you wanna fear me
Dumb us down then divide us
Up I see it clearly
Pit one against
forget
Come on in, boy, sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter, do you now?
Yeah, we think she's something else
She's her
crazy, something says baby, yeah, maybe you're that girl
That girl, that girl, that girl
That girl she's a sugar sweet drive-by
Hold my dreams in her blue
name)
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
Bitches in my new spot, crowdin' up my space
Had to check
four oh one I'm by the sea
I'm about to get my masters degree
Bitch don't get loud when you speak to me
My girl she right from Tennessee
A southern belle
was only seventeen and I loved you so
I never loved a girl the way I loved you, girl
I'm heading for a dead-man's curve
Graveyard's on the next left
me
Sinlessness you've absolved me
Truth
If love is just a theory, you the proof
Time is just a y-o without u
The you that has my eyes
Ahead who cares
I'm feeling a wee-bit restless
You shouldn't expect less than hexes coming in excess
Some recognize me for my optimism
And blowing minds constant
right, I floss all night
Get off the mic it'll smoke like an exhaust pipe
Keep em in the lie-bury, studyin my theory
Ra theory get translated in Swahili
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
Solange
The type of time I be on
Girl take that jersey off
And stop all that playing
Just let me build with you
See girl I'm good with my hands
I heard god
the way of life (word?)
If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic (grab it)
Let me tell you my story, 'cause everybody got one
Grab a pen and pad,
dreams weren't gonna come true
And all the times I prayed for you they never went through
I think this proves my theory
My theory that happy endings only
on the shelf
To myself, to myself
Just to guard my mental health
The single life is fun in theory
But everybody is so flakey
Why don't men know their fucking
Girl, you caught my eye just now (just now)
And I'm thinking I'm in love right now (right now)
Thinking 'bout what your vibe does now
Girl, you got me so
Ebonics
when I got fired from electronics
My harmonics got me at your girl like delphonics
Hit the studio with her and let her hit chronic
And slam it
Ruthless no Babe
I got your girl at 3rd base
& that's right off the bat
Pitch heat like ace
I guess I'm stuck in my ways
& it's tit for tat
They
, Girls)
Slippin? on my little black dress
5 inches I?m bound to impress
Turn it up, I?m a little temptress
Monroe?s got nothin? on me
Read my curves like
Pocket full of money, bottle of OE
.45 stay on my waist incase they come for me
Hundred spokes poking on up, six four
We kicking it at the crib,
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