BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Idiocaracy
- //*Mumbles
- //I don't really know what to say
- //[Verse 1]
- The smiles are a ruse, I'm a cheese champion,
- My styles they will lose, I will plead audience,
- Open up your ears my fears are so sincere,
- The beer is going down I drown, until I hear,
- The sound of all my peers snicker and than they cheer,
- Push me to persevere, they perfect as puppeteers,
- Channeling these vibes, with pipes they cavaliers,
- Bantering fiends with knives, they openly carry spears,
- The dope in me won't adhere,
- I making the bad decisions,
- Of taking in sad women,
- I'm raking in mad omens,
- I'm frozen, its just been woven,
- All of em' Lindsey Lohans,
- Tipping the tipsy chick, with thighs that stay open,
- I go in with drunken focus,
- Hocus Pocus like locust they spreading,
- And now its bending, its pending,
- All these amendments,
- A menace, is who the hell I am,
- Is who the hell we are,
- Not helped so far,
- //[Hook]
- But know I know it got to me,
- We're into idiocracy,
- She binge it getting on her knees,
- I take another shot for she,
- Is into idiocracy,
- I know she knows it got be,
- It got be,
- //[Chorus]
- A dude messing with the wrong crew,
- But I ain't got time for you or freakin' you,
- But let me high as I'm bout to freak you,
- But let me drive by, as I'm feeling see through,
- //[Verse 2]
- Ticking like a time bomb clocks is going off,
- Stepping up on a few, with the goal to make em' stop,
- I play upon its hands, now my legs are falling off,
- I'm reaching for my crutches, but I'm seeing that they lost,
- Probably with a hot a girl, wait that is my girl,
- Temptation three some now she a high girl
- Mary Jane's what she loves, maybe I should tie her,
- I'm weary from the everyday, looking tired,
- What do I require,
- A whole empire, kill la kill scissor blades,
- Cutting off the fibers, knocking on the door,
- Do you hear gunfire,
- I'm shooting down my troubles,
- And I hope I'll never find her,
- I refuse to wallow, swallow the empties hallows,
- But as I try to leave, it screams and then it follows,
- Outer space grasping it, seems like Apollo,
- Planted on my feet, but it's like a wilted mallow,
- I'm rooted to my problems, weed killer I get it,
- Spraying down decisions, it seems to get expensive,
- Over, over again, abundant it's more redundant,
- Actions I need to cut it,
- All you hoes love it,
- And I say that I don't that I'm getting separated,
- And I say that I don't that do you see that I hate it,
- And I say many things but of course I never changing,
- Never been changing,
- //[Hook]
- But know I know it got to me,
- We're into idiocracy,
- She binge it getting on her knees,
- I take another shot for she,
- Is into idiocracy,
- I know she knows it got be,
- It got be,
- //[Chorus]
- A dude messing with the wrong crew,
- But I ain't got time for you or freakin' you,
- But let me high as I'm bout to freak you,
- But let me drive by, as I'm feeling see through,
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