Sometimes it builds up inside so much I cant touch the roots of my problems I find that if I don’t try to blend with that trend I’m clustered with the odd ones
I need release sometimes a piece of my mind is hard to bring public cause the medias eyes keep feeding me lies and all I hear is people saying dumb shit
Am I the only muthafucka in the 215 that wanna hear a lil difference when I jump in the ride all you rap cats sound the same you sounding lame so shut the fuck up and get out the game
L O K E the new king of this shit so go play me, when you roll up in the whip and no baby, no we cant snuggle and shit so do re me now I’m warmed up in the bitch
the reason that I’m leaning is probably cause I’m high and I’m bleeding on the beat with this demon until I die and would you tell my people that I need em to give a ride to this sleazy bitch screaming with semen up in her eye
no? Fuck – tell the bitch to get her fucking walk on if she start tripping swing the sickle til the jaw gone hold up before you say I did it all wrong, this ain’t top 40 muthafucka this is our song
Sometimes it builds up inside so much I cant touch the roots of my problems I find that if I don’t try to blend with that trend I’m clustered with the odd ones
I need release sometimes a piece of my mind is hard to bring public cause the medias eyes keep feeding me lies and all I hear is people saying dumb shit I spit the raw shit off the wall shit keep my hood up when the fall hits y’all probably listen to Paul wall and ying-yang pause on the record I cause y’all to spit slang
like “jack yo biatresses” Acting blasphemous pack up the gas and the mattresses fat sack of the dank and I’m rapping this I got a label on my tongue saying hazardous
spit sick I cant hold my breathe too long cause I might OD on my rhymes, you detox when you hear that knock and the box just landed in the car behind you
spitting venom in the face of a newborn pull off my fitted making way for the two horns leaving y’all jealous cause I left with your girl but fuck y’all, we infect the whole world
Sometimes it builds up inside so much I cant touch the roots of my problems I find that if I don’t try to blend with that trend I’m clustered with the odd ones
I need release sometimes a piece of my mind is hard to bring public cause the medias eyes keep feeding me lies and all I hear is people saying dumb shit