letra de spaced out brain out - ronald carlton bass
(intro)
we run the city
turn me up in the headphones
(chorus)
sp-ced out, brain dead
sp-ced out, brain dead
said we getting
sp-ced out, brain dead
sp-ced out, brain dead
(hook)
groove with the movement
everybody stupid
groove with the movement
everybody, everybody
groove with the movement
everybody stupid
groove with the movement
(verse 1)
whoa, whoa
all of these people, switching positions, on a n-gga, like
whoa, whoa
making too many enemies, really, i don’t want to, fight
but
no, no
it comes with the game, it comes with the fame
it comes with the t-tle, when you try, to make a name
and you over jump people, at the top, of the chain
look around, what you see?
mlk ain’t, the only one, with a dream
the goals i set, the only things, that i fiend for
and all my haters, are probably just, like me
they got something, that they want
want to over reach, and then, sp-ce jump
our difference, is my, motivation
what a critical hit, hope you stay, sunk
no loyalty, no dedication
just acknowledging, all the things, i’m persevering
your hands out, for the charity
but giving, no air, & no sp-ce to breathe
not supporting, my singles, yo?
guess its back, to just bussing, these tables
i’ll get, couple hundred, for videos
then i’m back, on a track, with my raps
and i’ll point, on the map, where my seeds, will grow
and to know that, feels really, good
when theirs apes, on your back, & they hoping, you slip
on banana peels, that they, threw
but no worry, like marley, do
i can get artsy, when on the, safari
so shout to, my brothers, thats in the, zoo
hope you get, that subliminal
inconf-ckingceivable
you can’t hear, you feel it, flow
running through, my veins, like crack, fiends
needles, illegal dope
wasn’t in, your league, transparently clear
invisible
my sk!lls, were on top
but now they, un-f-cking believable
back, now i’m, stunting
but i ain’t, evil kenevil, though
took a couple, crashes, to reach, where i’ve landed
rising from my ashes, is the feathers of a phoenix
every scar, every war, every battle, that it’s, been in
tells the, story, that i’m, living
mc’s want, my position
supporting gang, of villains
never fake, like them
weed de-prioritize
death from, c0ke lines
not them
cause they’d, wash out
k.i.a
tombstone, never earn, your plates
just earn up, your fates
a body, bag
ain’t got a g, on my back
but all, my raps, go f-ck tat tat tat
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