Brain Cells

Here's a tab of acid for your ear
You're the plastic, I'm the passion and the magic in the air
The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near
The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly here

No assignments, book of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles
I should rhyme "Rhyme" with "Ramen Noodles"
Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond jewels
Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles

And I'm a kamikaze and I'm kinda cuckoo
I could write a fucking book, non kamasutral
You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial
Caught you on the nine in all blue yelling "I'm a neutral"

But I'ma let the bull pass like matadors
Versus a Minotaur
is a metaphor
A metamorphoses and I'm a fuckin animorph

I used to go to school with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf
Remember I used to bang with the bad ones
Till my grandmama told on her grandson
Mama said that I was way too handsome

To be throwing the hand's son
Breaking walls like Samson
But I'ma throw a tantrum
Till I'm on every Samsung

Sanyo, and Handheld and Handgun
Please put ya lighter's up, till life is up
And light it up, and slice a cut
The night is young, it's nice enough

The nicest blunt, the nicest stuff
My niggas out here trapping a lot
I know you think you on
Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock
.44s for fifteen, yeah my niggas we be taxing a lot
Only to goofies though, choking on a doobie though
My eyes do be low, two be rolled

Remember days of the Rufio
Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man
Brrang dang to Lil' B
And Bangarang to Peter Pan

Igh! Nigga
I burned, I, I, bu-, I bu-, I burned
I bu-, I, I, I burned
Br-br-br

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, nigga
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, now, now, now

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, igh!
I burned too many brain cells down
Down, down, down, down, down

Light a joint, or spliff it if you're classy
Split a swisha witcha nigga, if you ask me
Ain't no questions hit it vividly and pass me
Don't answer about your problems

Or your issues or your Ashleys
It's a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite
Rims, Henny, and reminisce, nostalgia and M&M's
Cinnamon tone women and feminine's getting intimate
All broads is frivolous, homies could get they dividends

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate
Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate
Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit
Man, fuck this shit

Igh! I burned too many brain cells
I burned, I burned
I burned too many brain cells down
Burned too many brain cells down, sing it with me

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
Burned too many brain cells down, no no

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, nigga
I burned too many brain cells down
Burned too many brain cells down

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, fuck 'em

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
I burned too many brain cells down