Family Feud (feat. Kripa)
Yes ma'am
I don't even know what kind of mood I'm in
Uh
I'm the needle in a haystack
Drop me on the record for some playback
Fuck all that stupid shit that gotta say schack
Rollin on the wheel of fortune, Pat Sajak
Aye, Uh
I rap ferocious
These fools get a bag feel Bragadocious
No concept of reality and lack emotion
No alcohol, I that sip a magic potion
No inspiration
Still had devotion
Might be bad night
Still sad but hoping
For a better day
About to Detonate
Need to rip the roof off
Let me ventilate
Use splatter painting to represent my mental state
Yeah its true the root of my problems have been decayed
Plant another seed for a future tree
For a little me to find some shade
There he sat
Pondering
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Check, check
Feeling whimsical
Dim lit dim wit at the pinnacle
Mind set that every game is winnable
Every goal achievable
New heights are reachable
Dreams are believable
Inconceivable
Ride on this rap shit
It's my vehicle
Gullible youngin just out here
Huntin for nematodes
Now I'm quick to sniff the bull shit
Have you seen my nose?
Then he walked in
And there he stood
Face to face with himself
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
I don't even know what kind of mood I'm in
Uh
I'm the needle in a haystack
Drop me on the record for some playback
Fuck all that stupid shit that gotta say schack
Rollin on the wheel of fortune, Pat Sajak
Aye, Uh
I rap ferocious
These fools get a bag feel Bragadocious
No concept of reality and lack emotion
No alcohol, I that sip a magic potion
No inspiration
Still had devotion
Might be bad night
Still sad but hoping
For a better day
About to Detonate
Need to rip the roof off
Let me ventilate
Use splatter painting to represent my mental state
Yeah its true the root of my problems have been decayed
Plant another seed for a future tree
For a little me to find some shade
There he sat
Pondering
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Check, check
Feeling whimsical
Dim lit dim wit at the pinnacle
Mind set that every game is winnable
Every goal achievable
New heights are reachable
Dreams are believable
Inconceivable
Ride on this rap shit
It's my vehicle
Gullible youngin just out here
Huntin for nematodes
Now I'm quick to sniff the bull shit
Have you seen my nose?
Then he walked in
And there he stood
Face to face with himself
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Meet me in the city
I've been feeling myself
I'm not living in doubt
Had to cut that shit out
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Schackow
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