Mellowhype
Mellowhype - 64 lyrics
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[Intro:] Ain't nothing new nigga, just something new [Verse 1:] I never trust faith with my trust funds I keep it in a safe place nigga, lump sum Camera surveillance a bunch of fucking stun guns I'm a snare to the drum, burum-bum-bum Her virgin homicide I show her how we drum-a-drum She doesn't come for me, the bitch only say she come for fun What's up hunny bun, wanna feel your tummy rum? Rumbling in a ring with pills of fucking numb Your system is my fucking dick-dom Feel the friction of my children with down syndrome I'm rehearsin' for my funeral, triple six are the numerals MellowHype musical talking to wolves like Dolittle Think with a migraine like a fucking eye strain Break bottles of champagne on a fucking biplane If it doesn't add up then ask the students my name I'm fucking Einstein, I'm sane [Hook:] Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms I suggest you stop and listen to this non-prescription [Verse 2:] Leprechaun, hexagon, transform Decepticon Rasputin, I'm half mutant, fucked financially, cash students I'm too pursuant to over-do shit, super fluent My flow is overheated it needs coolin' shit Fuck being poor and return to the school and shoot it up While I shoot it like a porno bitch with cool whip I dive scuba, barracuda, shark water in Cuba Chicken head of the sea, but I don't fuckin' eat tuna I sneak her in my room like Puma My bedroom rules Jerusalem and I'm Judah, suck on my messiah Or die and cry a fire, it's true, so is the curse of lying So is Mrs. Doubtfire, fat bitches and dope beats Are what my niggas acquire, if you're broke, get the cash Bitch I'm dope, do the math, triple six slipping through a golden flask All hail Mr. Mustard Gas, I ain't gay but I'm a fuckin' ass [Hook:] Knock, knock! Delivery, I'm the rhetorician Body decomposition, rippin' through your rhythms I suggest you stop and listen to this non-prescription Fuck your contradiction, here's my composition