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Correct Brain Cells (Demo) Lyrics
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Correct Brain Cells (Demo)
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[Intro] Watch cases are convenient hiding places The value of drugs [?] is enormous Recently, a huge supply of heroin was taken It was concealed in a powdery, harmless shipment of 35 barrels of olive oil The deadly drug was burned in an incinerator of the Bureau of Engraving and Printing And more vicous, more deadly than these soul destroying drugs is the menace of marijuana [Chorus] I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down [Verse 1] Uh, here’s a tab of acid for your ear You’re the plastic, I’m the passion and the magic in the air The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near The labyrinth of Pan’s Lab is adamantly here No assignments, book of rhyming and I’m drawing doodles I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles Ramadan, I’m the don of the diamond jewels Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles I’m a kamikaze and I’m kinda cuckoo I could write a fucking book, non-Kamasutral You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling, "I’m a neutral" But I’ma let the bull pass like matadors Versus a Minotaur, verse is a metaphor Metamorphoses and I’m a fuckin animorph I used to go to school with Anna Fedele and Danny Whorf Remember I used to bang with the bad ones 'Til my grandmama told on her grandson Mama said that I was way too handsome To be throwing the hand’s son, breaking walls like Samson But I’ma throw a tantrum 'til I’m on every Samsung Sanyo and handheld and handgun Please put ya lighter’s up 'til life is up, then light it up And slice a cut, the night is young, it’s nice enough The nicest blunt, the nicest stuff My niggas out here rapping a lot I know you think you on, hiding Reggie sacks in your socks I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock .4’s for 15, yeah my niggas, we be taxing a lot Only the goofies, though, choking on a doobie though My eyes do be low, two be rolled, remember days of the Rufio Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man Brrang dang to Lil' B and bang a-rang to Peter Pan [Chorus] I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down Uh, uh, uh-uh [Verse 2] Light a joint, or spliff it if you classy Split a swisha witcha nigga if you ask me There's no skipping, hit it vividly and pass me Don’t answer about your asthma Or your issues or your Ashleys It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite Rims, Henny, and reminisce, nostalgia and M&M's Feminine’s getting intimate, cinnamon tone women And homies could get they dividends, all broads is frivolous Damn, is he illiterate, literal syndicate Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger-affiliate Sick twisted prick, dick sadistic Son of a biscuit, man fuck this shit Hold up, I need a roll up Better yet, I need to roll up Mama always glad Mary showed up After the show, let's put a zone up Zone out, smoke up, blunts, bongs and [?] Yep, haha [Bridge] I smoked too many Js right now I smoked too many Js right now, right now, right now I burned too many brain cells down I burned too many brain cells down [Chorus] I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I'm burning up my brain cells now I'm burning up my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down To be worried 'bout my brain cells now I burned too many brain cells down Down, down, down-down
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