1] Funkadelic, with the trip of a new potion I smack bitches silly if they don't know shit Walk in restaurants, flaunting all my cash That's 12 dollars and a little piece of hash I look at bud shit, I'm a guy too All because I made a few love songs don't mean I'm perfect, boo Smoke herb 'till I forget stress I'll smoke you next, if it soothes my chest I cheated through school, yeah I admit it Fuck a damn "D" and all my other critics I don't wake and bake, I bake and wake Cause I get so high, that I levitate Into an O.B.E. and smoke more weed Wake up, blow, eat, and go back to sleep See I just did that, so don't mind the lazy flow Let me wake up for the second verse - Where the fuck my dro? X2 Wake up, wake up - Not the first of the month I just bake up, bake up - Cause we steady rollin' blunts No routines for me, I'm to kwel for that Fuck your music preference if you don't feel my raps I'm wakin' in spirit they tell me to hear it but I can't bear no more So who did believe it when I'm on the beat they tell me to air so cold Bouncin' a ball bent around the court Well now, tryna grind now Enterprise ... cause they don't make profit Well, suck my dick or kill me cause I ain't gon' stop Tricks played hits made and who gets paid? Who bang to the noise of the beat, per se? Stickin' my finger inside of your brain, so you can feel the touch, I'm - Sick of the few, rid of the fool ... Give you a sincerely, and please do not fear me Life's already eerie, very strange and nearly Predictable. See I don't believe in miracles, pitiful Your G-O-D is hypocritical, cause I only live by my bud Found my happiness, y'all live controlled they shook X2