What's happenin', dude? Whatchu thinkin' about there? What's goin' on? Talk to me, I know you're thinkin' What? Must be a lot on your mind, express yourself, fool Tell me what you thinkin' about, nigga Who, why? Whatever, any puzzle I put it together With any stress, I'm copin', like a flesh wound, I'm open Still got balls after vasectomies My anatomy is strictly scientifical, your life is pitiful I got no relationships, just hit an' then dismiss My sex is 'Strictly fuck', no, man, I do not kiss Keep my shirt on, I'm quick to dress back up I'm chargin' girls for dick, my dick, you stick up Butt naked like Adam an' Eve on Christmas Eve Who is God? White the Devil, do you believe? Scratch your head an' think about it for a minute Is my life a dream an' y'all playin' parts in it? You talkin' like you drunken but you flunkin' Classes you be takin', let me bring home the bacon We been hoodwinked, bamboozled, led astray 'Til all our business on rent in late Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings Am I underrated? Thinkin' 'bout it get me frustrated I'm elated, that keep it real is outdated Graduated from PG, now I'm X-Rated Glad I made it, left you behind an' you hate it Look into my eyes, do you see a nigga or a person? See, I worsen, section 8 got to be flirtin' Fuck workin' for 85, who you jivin'? Still survivin', lock your fuckin' door when I'm arrivin' Surprisin', realizin', magnetisin' Describin' how I'm risin', hypnotizin' Got comments, put replies in, no lies in If you do, your life will need revivin' When I'm sleep, I die, when I wake up, I'm born I leave the earth each day to get my soul reborn So to God, I pray, I make it through this day This must be deja vu 'cause I relive this day Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings Bring it on it, freak it on it Child abused as a child, child Magoo, buck-wild Welfare, met the cake, too much sugar in the Kool-Aid Misfit until I fucked Jill on the hill Look out, heads up, to the girls, let's buck Like night, shade grows, workin' dope, mind flows But please, I'm on hot, I cook, non-stop Stick a pin in some paper, take notes, play ya later Praise God, He made ya, no, man, what? Praise Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings Somewhere in your mind an' real deep in your memory You try to hide away your true feelings © SURROUNDED BY IDIOTS MUSIC; VIRGINIA BEACH MUSIC; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com