Bologna ft. The Brain Cell Lyrics

Looking for the right line

To blow

A bunch of twisted Misfits

Fuck pretty bitches

Smoking pretty wicked

Quit fronting you scared As hell

But dollar signs

Got us thinkin parallel

I'm bout to start serving

Em Sarah pale

The feelings real

Too broke having to Steal

An orange from a peel

Just to appeal

To the youth

The truth left us

Lacing our boots

Then they poison the Food

Now they just take

Fake it till you make it

Your fucked face it

We stuck to living basic

I'm making a statement

With brains on the Pavement

We get stuck in the System

Gun under the body up

The river swimming

I'm Tired of over Drafting

Stuck needing to take

Cash advances

I'm Just looking for a Chance for Advancement

Friendliness I'm pasted It

Chip on my shoulders Massive like I wore Shoulder pads in

The fact is nothing

Ya'll do scares me

This is just really the new reality

Listen closely

Don't do what they told Me

Thinking you know me

Gonna turn me back to

The old me

Lies what they sold me

The system can't hold Me

So high they all below Me

Honestly I got a

Problem with authority

So That's the majority

I hate y'all whole Heartedly

No art but draw

Big mouth broken jaw

Just a target to focus on

I blaze till only ashes Remain

I cremate the beat

You rap over top

I weave in between

Something you never Seen

Mean

Lean

Ready to rage against The Machine

Rap dirty and my record

Ain't clean

This is my house

Don't make a scene

This just my routine

Only the mirror scars Me

Full force

Four bulls with four Tools

Ready to power drill Through

I show up on your stup

I don't let beef stew

Real recognize real Dude

That's the reason this

Bullet the last thing to Feel you

I don't play

Never change

I'm insane

Full with rage

Fuck breaks

Empty tank

On a rampage

Only way I know is the Fast lane