Twos with the threes

In a coup with the keys

Get the noose the recluse got the truth for the geese

Whos got the fee

Got the booze by the G

Get the roots what they do, let me burn the degree

Sunscreen

It don't help

Someone scream

He need help

She want lean

She need help

We don't fiend

We don't help

Melancholy got me zoning all again

Probably I be on the molly all again

Shit been really feeling like it's 2010

Two more years and the world will end

Well I been sharpening my blade, got me caught in the fade

Of picking patterns that Aladdin couldn't wish to replace

I found the devil in my head I pray to God he don't stay

Holy father please forgive me, I been living to pray

Maddy hatter get the caterpillar tweaking off the matter

Cuz the facts that I been hearing don't make sense to me, I've gathered

Too much evidence against it, can't dissect what is the message

All the words that I been slurring turning into burdens guess it

Never really matters much

With the medicine they feeding us

We'll be dead in a minute, even government admit it

Baby we were never meant to trust

Twos with the threes

In a coup with the keys

Get the noose the recluse got the truth for the geese

Whos got the fee

Got the booze by the G

Get the roots what they do, let me burn the degree

Sunscreen

It don't help

Someone scream

He need help

She want lean

She need help

We don't fiend

We don't help

Papa Got the chopper loaded

Hoping over ops to show it

Everybody gotta fucking quote it

(ah)

I been out of serotonin

Copies of me got me swollen

Everybody gotta fucking fold it

(ah)

Joker's in the deck

With the gun at they neck

You a prick, you a wreck, you a Beck, you a loser

Might as well just kill you

I don't feel you anyway

Are you living for the moment

Or you living day by day

Okay

Got the AK

Blade like I'm OJ

Fade like I'm O'shea

Cube like I'm cold babe

Ooh what you hoes say

Do what you want wait

Stop drop and roll, bullet holes in the car paint

Sick of them talking, I got them picking they pocket

I been a prick with the wallet, I never trip like you got it

I said I sip on the profit

If you the shit, you not honest

Cuz truthfully, you believe that the world really sees

Twos with the threes

In a coup with the keys

Get the noose the recluse got the truth for the geese

Whos got the fee

Got the booze by the G

Get the roots what they do, let me burn the degree

Sunscreen

It don't help

Someone scream

He need help

She want lean

She need help

We don't fiend

We don't help