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Kool Weirdos - Explained lyrics

Artist: Kool Weirdos

album: The Weirdos


I get ahead of myself
I never explain shit just never the presence is felt
I feel like neo walking to a different tune
Niggas heard that I'm the one that spit that dope shit that can bend a spoon
Lift a room
Killers move in silence never worry June
Wackness is a Disease and I just found out that I'm immune
Meditate in my cocoon
Until I find my way out
See the beauty I display, what the fuck I got to play about
Mind over matter
But shit don't matter
But aren't we made of matter
Life's a cake batter
Stir it up don't splatter
Karma I hear your laughter
Be cautious with every Stone thrown
Glass tends to shatter
Green tea with sea moss
Kale salad with black bee honey
Every illment we Inquire
Gets healed from the tummy
I'm hearing gods voice
But I'm still running towards the money
Am I dummy
Speeding to auctions
For girls who gawking
In a inebriated fashion
It's easy target
But still stands for applauses
She's only here for the
Frauding Ballin Flatten and shopping
But my ego is stroke
So what more do you want
You famous man
I pray for the life in the light
Enough money to save my mother from the pipe
Two cyber trucks and Jordan off whites
And that's the battle there a battle with
Stunt on you niggas or save a life
Good night
Throw some OG in a fronto
Nigga levitate
We connecting at the top like the letter A
I spoke into existence
All of my better days
Tennessee Honey
And I never chase
Lawyer held it down
They have to come up
With a better case
Equity on private places
Tryna be safe
Wait
I'm not trying
I'm doing
I know the vibes
I'm in tuned with
If I can grow
Then I'm moving
I've noticed all the intruders
How can I focus on music
If im still doin the goonin
Maybe
If I don't BABY
Niggaz
But my conscience.
Will make me
A shady nigga
Like
Who the fuck is that
Gotta protect the pack
Even when I sleep
One eye is open
Protect my back
Game is foul
I don't envy this shit
Friends don't do
Enemy shit
Bitches riding with everyone's click
It's still MOB
And I stick to the script
You fake
Get the hell out my face
Love
Is the only L I'ma take
Sprints or a marathon
Still is a race
And I personally
I don't look good in a grave
But I know I look good in a rafee
Hoes look good at my place
My Nut looks good on her face
Music it takes me away
Through every obstacle I'm still the same nigga
When I'm in that benz ima lane switcher
If you loved ya wifey should've came with her
But it wouldn't matter boy you is a lame nigga
Make 40 tuck 30 and live off 10
I'm always on 10 I watch niggas that act like friends
My crew is full of stand up niggas Not no fems
My Music full of fly shit with a dab of gems
I'm setting trends yall my seeds with some strong ass stems
Everything that glitter ain't gold
Protect ya soul cause it's bright even in dirty clothes
Don't watch the media or fall for these bumass shows
Cause phonies talk real niggas let they actions show
30 below cooler than anybody you know
And tell me why the fuck is support so expensive
And tell me why I'm killing shit without forensics
And I came this far without a sentence
I'm feeling challenged so I'm sitting in silence
In a dark room trying to rid my spirit from malice
I'm unboxable renaissance man with no leverage
Gotta rearrange the metrics before I flex my demands
My demons telling me that I am the man
My angels telling me that I am a God
Just proceed with the plan
When egos clash in a tight space and you running a tight race
Emotions show and the one who lost got a tight face
Bittersweet that's how life taste
You ain't woke you sleep walking
Brainwashed
Call it a wave
So black you can call it a day
I'm doctor strange in Infinity War
I see the end game

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