(Verse 1) Here's a tab of acid for ear You're the plastic, I'm the and the magic in the air The avalanche of ambulances near The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly No assignments, of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles I should rhyme rhyme Ramen Noodles Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond Fond of finding a way to kindly tell toddlers toodles I'm a kamikaze and I'm a kinda I write a fucking book, non kamasutral You niggas goofies, it's a conflict is kinda crucial you on the 9 in all blue yelling I'ma neutral But I'ma let the pass like matadors Versus a is a metaphor A metamorphoses and fuckin animorph I to go to school with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf Remember I used to with bad ones my grandmama told on her grandson Mama said I was way too handsome To be the hand's son" Breaking like Samson But throw a tantrum 'til I'm on Every Sanyo, and and Handgun Please Put ya up life is up And it up And a cut The is young nice enough The blunt The nicest My niggas out here a lot I know you you on Hiding Reggie in your socks I hang niggas, whole jab in the jock .4's for 15, yea my we be taxing a lot Only to goofies tho, choking on a though My do be low, two be rolled days of the Rufio Remember the of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man Brrrang Dang to B And Bang a Rang to Pan
(Hook) I too many Brain Cells down To be worried my Brain Cells Now (4X)
(Verse 2) Light a Or spliff it if you Split a swisha witcha If you ask me Ain't no hit it vividly and pass me Don't about your problems Or issues or your Ashleys It's a quarter to imminent, ten to infinite Rims, Henny, and and M&M's Cinnamon tone and getting intimate All is frivolous could get they dividends Is he illiterate, literal Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger Sick prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit Man fuck shit
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