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colt chronic - goonie ampersand lyrics

[verse 1]
feeling stupid, making better music
chilling with the buddhists on the surface of a crew diss
recruit this, i can never do it right
always blew the fuse when i got a new lite brite
now i’m buying sandwiches, i’m trying to feel complete
always trying other options, always opting for the meat
i wanna be adventurous, i wanna tour the globe
i won’t stop until the deal is made and my mercedes is sold
yes i gotta pay the bills but what you got bills for?
when i really got the bank, i’ll show you what these bills for
always playing drummer shows, never show my hidden talent
when i get the chance though, i’mma say goodbye to this planet
and i’m gonna float away to designer waste
copy cali cat, there’s nothing left to say today
i’m in the business of gentlemen
working late 4 to 10, get what i want
and you’ll never see me again hold up

[verse 2]
coming and going, i got my rock and i’m rolling
i’m rolling out of control but i’m staying sober controlling
all my emotions, i’m soaring over the clouds and the golden city
i’m rip master roaring
how that you don’t, i’m not knowing, oh
hanging in budapest, i will p-ss every test that you throw
adamite and double time, i forgot that i had this flow
i wanna feel all that you feel
i wanna really know what’s fake and what’s real, told up

yo man light it up!

[verse 3]
i’m flying, thought that i’d let you know
harpooning lyrics mad enough to k!ll a boa
flowing in and out of soda so what?
i’d rather show you what i feel like
jump in front of headlights like a deer
future like a seer, i may be underage
but ill sip a little beer and get up on the stage
perform like a recital, lyrics feel suicidal
feeling washed up maybe i should check my bible
get the t-tle that’s my goal
common rappers think i’m foal
everybody think they funny
they’re the gum under my soul
gaining all of their souls in the spirit of rapping
learning all their vocab like my art is rapping
i’m tapping at their graves
rappin on the door
get a little scared, moonman is at the door
moonmans at the table, bucking horses at the stable
i wish i could say i felt more stable
yeah, yeah

- colt chronic lyrics

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