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g. washington - schizofrenetic lyrics

niccaz play stupid games win stupid prizes
give a f+ck who ya group of guys is graves come in super sizes
guess the govt gon keep us slaves til the truth arises
they dont like the way their pets behave then they euthanize us
battling my demons but not on ultimate rap league
rare breed metaphysical results with the black seed
whitey for the sea moss smoothie juices for life
baby you god body stay from under lucifer’s knife
had to leave my job for not f+cking with dr fauci’s needlе
only position pop off never opt to crouch in fetal
bringing slеdgehammer to ants, bazooka to beetles
move heat like when bartenders doing hookah retrieval
fruit of the roots of the evil rotten apple specifically
been had the same issues just gotta tackle it differently
lets normalize asking niccaz where that case went
take it back to preacher acid bath they body in a vacant bas+m+nt
misery is mental state complacent
for the money the doctor office full can’t take the patients (patience)
making big stepper money moves never making statements
b4 your wheels fall off check your brakes for maintenance
fresh out comprehensive psychiatric emergency program
the bronx intensive+ might be packed you get purged if you slow fam
drill rap made it k!ll or be k!lled its a war zone
hand on her mouth to hush the noise +how i control my wh0re moans
magnum 3.5 to 7 in my raw cone
jump in the p+ssy once i eject out the jawbone
scroll me up a spliff but i need new bristow
im rockin nations courtesy of eq distro
let’s celebrate yeah im aware i increased my hater rate
wish you could sign to hov it’s different dog that’s my labelmate
6’4 with a sick flow bigger flex
nothing like the next n+gga+something like this n+gga next
catch g wash in the g wagon burning mercedes rubber
the best rapper slash your baby mother favorite lover
was a good kid til 7 then the 9 made me gutter
iykyk im larry davis little crazy brother
so what you caught a body big deal bravado
come to the bronx they gonna put you in a pack of gelato
raw sheet over the dutch resemble a cast on a broken arm spark in the light or dark set off the smoke alarm
talked about me? nothing but a new bag
keep a baldie still rock a asha silk durag
crazy how confidential informants lead to block raids
chicks charge 40 for the box but 160 for box braids
whats the sense of popping sh+t not paid
life f+cked worse then a virgin first time experience got aids
just say you a hater hungry and broke no money for smoke
laugh at others struggles but you the funniest joke
no sense in stressing tho that sh+t so pathetic
on the streets you was that fiend on the strip+ owing credit
flow levels above crazy… schizofrenetic!!!

- g washington lyrics

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