ovl (icon okee x moufpece da rippa) - under the influence lyrics
[hook: moufpece da rippa]
everything is the same
blurring all lines
can’t stay in their lane
happens all the time
headaches and stomach pains
numbness in my lips
but i take it all in
‘til i start to feel sick
like i drank too much
too much, too much, too much
like i drank too much (x2)
(background vocals)
let me see you dance now (repeat)
[verse 1: moufpece da rippa]
lemme tell you how much i hate it
rappers got me feeling all inebriated
its a virtue, i need more patience
i got the remedy but i need more patients
its for the taking if they can make it
tired of shots fired by the boys in bacon
k!ll a black man, get on the stand
then they always fake it
back to my dedication
i don’t need no congratulations
all these rap figures get emasculated
they loose nuts, m-st-rbated
all these rap acts got me agitated
a little bit aggravated
ovl’s here, get acclimated
our systems are activated
[bridge: icon okee]
everything ain’t always what it seems
life is nothing but a f-cking dream
sheeple so concerned with being fly
realize you wake up when you die
wake up put your make up then you ride
never stop to ask the question why
m-ssage your intellect forget facades
welcome to the upper echelon n-gga
[hook: moufpece da rippa]
everything is the same
blurring all lines
can’t stay in their lane
happens all the time
headaches and stomach pains
numbness in my lips
but i take it all in
‘til i start to feel sick
like i drank too much
too much, too much, too much
like i drank too much (x2)
[verse 2: icon okee]
welcome to the upper echelon n-gga…
captain k!ll a cut and cut the f-ck up
kinda krayzie creepin’ on ah come up
we sinners just ah sinnin’ ‘til the sun up
yet we still some saints on sunday, somewhat
someone remind me i am not the nutcase
these n-ggas down-low (download) like updates
i’m k!llin’, can’t stop it, can’t stand it
blood on my hands, caught red-handed
why they screamin’ “hater”? let me see
these n-ggas overrated like the sec
many lames in the game it’s a shame
these b-tches crazy; mickie james… mane
homie stop whining over exes
that box dirty; three x’s on xmas
intervention for your autotune fetish
they sellin’ out for the letters over lettuce
[hook: moufpece da rippa]
everything is the same
blurring all lines
can’t stay in their lane
happens all the time
headaches and stomach pains
numbness in my lips
but i take it all in
‘til i start to feel sick
like i drank too much
too much, too much, too much
like i drank too much (x2)
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