Closed Minds
I'm a vision of the goal
I like a phat cocktail 'round my dentada zone
Like a python I swallow them whole
Hungry for another man's throbbing cock
My perspiration level separate me from a straight man
That's why them frontin' bitches always headed for back doors
Instead I'm in leather chaps with sick cattle in my ass is sick thoughts
Mutated my rhymes contaminated my lines out of my mind
So many times and it's hard to forget
Picture me grabbing a penis and packing ass every time I'm upset
These words are the product of one of those times
Enabled to understand is a sum of some of y'all closed minds
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Bitch I never stop all I see is go signs
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds (let's go)
Bitch I never stop all I see is go signs
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Yo I thought they said I was finished
I'm sailing alone inhaling this bong pop out with a can of spinach
Like damn I'm finna bring damage quicker when I bring this liquor
My clan is itching can't stand you niggas
And if rap don't work I guess I just go back to work
Ski mask bulletproof vest spraying you cats with Nerf
You like the afterbirth just laying there but as she squirt
You're crackers are nasty just like the color slate, makes me sick
Guess I'm the plan, big big man if I get some anal around the back the bus
Matter of fact I changed my number tell her call me up
I'll bring your bitch it be so fucking sick and one faggot ass nigga, gonna hang
Automatic lyrics so vivid it lift your spirit
Tearing through every ligament smearing your whole appearance
Spazzing out when they hear it I bring it back (eerik-eerik), you must like
The lyrics will be the dearest departed murdered and martyred little boys
Turn em to garbage
Chop em today and bury tomorrow
I will never beg and borrow I'd rather steal it and rob it
So sick it make you vomit handjobs from Lorena Bobbitt motherfucker
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Bitch I never stop all I see is GO signs
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds (let's go)
Bitch I never stop all I see is GO signs
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
I like a phat cocktail 'round my dentada zone
Like a python I swallow them whole
Hungry for another man's throbbing cock
My perspiration level separate me from a straight man
That's why them frontin' bitches always headed for back doors
Instead I'm in leather chaps with sick cattle in my ass is sick thoughts
Mutated my rhymes contaminated my lines out of my mind
So many times and it's hard to forget
Picture me grabbing a penis and packing ass every time I'm upset
These words are the product of one of those times
Enabled to understand is a sum of some of y'all closed minds
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Bitch I never stop all I see is go signs
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds (let's go)
Bitch I never stop all I see is go signs
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Yo I thought they said I was finished
I'm sailing alone inhaling this bong pop out with a can of spinach
Like damn I'm finna bring damage quicker when I bring this liquor
My clan is itching can't stand you niggas
And if rap don't work I guess I just go back to work
Ski mask bulletproof vest spraying you cats with Nerf
You like the afterbirth just laying there but as she squirt
You're crackers are nasty just like the color slate, makes me sick
Guess I'm the plan, big big man if I get some anal around the back the bus
Matter of fact I changed my number tell her call me up
I'll bring your bitch it be so fucking sick and one faggot ass nigga, gonna hang
Automatic lyrics so vivid it lift your spirit
Tearing through every ligament smearing your whole appearance
Spazzing out when they hear it I bring it back (eerik-eerik), you must like
The lyrics will be the dearest departed murdered and martyred little boys
Turn em to garbage
Chop em today and bury tomorrow
I will never beg and borrow I'd rather steal it and rob it
So sick it make you vomit handjobs from Lorena Bobbitt motherfucker
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Bitch I never stop all I see is GO signs
They call me lunatic
Highlight it and underline
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds (let's go)
Bitch I never stop all I see is GO signs
Dynamite in every line
Blow apart them closed minds
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Spaniolo, Jeremiah K Johnson
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