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Intro (Hallucinagenics)

 

Intro (Hallucinagenics)

(album: Tongues - 2001)


[Talking]
Running wit' 5 lane bros, seeing things. Here's ya intro
to acid hallucinagenics. Human beings... Y'all 12 rap on that.

[Chorus]
I take this war shit deeply
You should be avoiding my recording
I take this war shit deeply
'Cuz murder's my rewarding [x2]

So many trials and tribulations
Having wicked conversations
With God and Satan, thug and desperation
So many killas across the nation
Live in anialation, but I'm ready to kill some shit
Mental patient, impatient
Watch me change the situation wit' this murder demonstration
When I blow your ass away when you out free-basing
Still running up in the race, facing racists
Just racing, comtemplating suicide still idle time wasting
Still a Nation Ahead of Time And Space
The rag over my face
If you ride wit' me you might end up in a police chase
I will not surrender
I don't recommend the Wicked Shit for you
You just a hoe, and you can't do what I do
It's hard to perform under these circumstances
Penitentiary chances
Watch the devil when he dances
You'll need an ambulances, putting em in trances
Hypnotize, watch you wake up when I snap my fingas
Open ya eyes, open ya eyes

[Chorus]

I take this war shit deeply, peep me
Never hang where the weak be
Always woke, never sleepy
I keep the uzi and I'll wet you like a jacuzzi
Kick shit like a Suzuki, hit you wit' the Horuki
Back up offa me
What the fuck
Niggaz get that cash up
Hoes bounce that ass up
Back up offa me
What the fuck
Niggaz get that cash up
Hoes bounce that ass up
I shoot a little 'caine
Paranoid insane
Schizophrenic
'Panic Attack'
I'm manic
Depressed
Stressed the fuck out
Keep the heat on me at all times
So my shirt it kinda stuck out
Don't make me draw down and buck out
'Cuz where I'm from when the guns bust
They leave ya fucking guts out

[Chorus]

So many rules and regulations
Being broke, death by speculation
The world's fascination with self afflicted mutilation
How can I obtain the power through manifestation
Immortalized and bomb mummification
Peep the translation, check communications
Run at top secret operations

Fatto

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