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letra de third eye open - kyle rex

[intro: bane]

[verse 1]

f-ck you herbs
and what you heard
stressin kinda hurts
so i’m still puffin herb
dip her joint in pcp, she’s trippin sherm (sherm)
this ain’t a conscious rap for no nerd
word a broken bird, speaking slurred, nastier than the next germ
im relaxing till my neck hurts
took a couple perks
don’t ask me if this sh-t works
now i’m thinking things could get worse
f-ck i just want some respect
they take liquid darvocet
im a nervous train wreck
pistol to my head (squeeze the tec)
then my mouth falls in this lost cause of laughing at doped at broads
trippin b-lls till there minds are all gone
feels like a concussion
either drugs or i’m bugging
picked up my pen to be stuntin but my teachers couldn’t tell me nothing
i breeze past you cats, fat bags slim fast
distract you from the cash, cutting o’s into halfs
until i have enough dough to put myself on blast
never driving slow speed k!lls check the dash

[hook]

i got my third eye open and i’m blitted are you with it
got my third eye open and i’m blitted are you with it, (x3)
h-lls angels, attack from all angles
y’all haters are p-ssy, like some bengals
we stay lit, so go light a candle
i’m straight new york where we rep mickey mantle

[interlude: bane]

[verse 2]
im stuck losing my common sense
in this cannabis, in this ugly eternal mess
misery moves into a blazing bliss
rush to fall asleep trying to find whatever i miss
but the pain is taken away
by these lyrics keeping me sane
its horrific i’m distant
treated with mischief cause of these b-tches
i’m drowning in this dream
with these fiends who don’t want me to succeed
my anxiety can’t get any colder
often acting bi-poler
your son in that stroller, finna be just like me when he grows up
i’m albert einstein, my iq is sky high
no woman no cry, no need to pack a nine
unless this motherf-cker decides to get out of line
one more time, he’s taken out like columbine
so heres some advice
to up and comers on the rise
big brothers watching you, new world order free enterprise
fyi he won’t leave you alone until you die
then when i decided to open up my third eye

[hook]
i got my third eye open and i’m blitted are you with it
got my third eye open and i’m blitted are you with it, (x3)
h-lls angels, attack from all angles
y’all haters are p-ssy, like some bengals
we stay lit, so go light a candle
i’m straight new york where we rep mickey mantle

- kyle rex

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