[Intro: Elzhi + (Ego)]
Damn, it's happening again
Feel like I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Slowly losing control
It just takes me over...(You must have)
[Verse 1: Elzhi's "Ego"]
Got your blunt laced, while blowing 'regs,to think I'd catch boos
On stage, that go in kegs,your imagination's
Growing legs,my back's growing eyes, for unknowing spies
That cut off annoying ties, faster than a Boeing flies
I'm showing wise guys, I'm wise, men
Skies bend, while I'm in there, pulling lies out of thin air
For 10 square miles, so when pushing the pen
This felt like, a pierced cushion within rare dowls
Resembling peers, indeed, the flow sounds sicker
It goes down quicker, than a ten-speed when disassembling gears
You tremble, when fear's about to consume your thought
It will rip a room apart, to chew through your human heart
You're mystified from what exists inside, a Jekyll
Is Mr. Hyde, bigger fish to fry, while our wrists were tied
You're stressed, and couldn't be the best man
Standing by your sister's side, while she kissed her bride. Question:
Should I come hard and kill every nigga? Or be positive?
As an AIDS test? Sensitive as a hair trigger?
It's better telling, your man I would murder him
Through letters spelling, 'til he holler "Life's a bitch!"
Like it upset her yelling, while he stumbles off the Remy, never grimmy
We keep the Mac in the 'Lac, the semi in the hemi
Couple bastards, who did old dirt, like shimmy
Shimmy-ya, shimmy-yay, on my flimsy prey
Damn, it's happening again
Feel like I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Slowly losing control
It just takes me over...(You must have)
[Verse 1: Elzhi's "Ego"]
Got your blunt laced, while blowing 'regs,to think I'd catch boos
On stage, that go in kegs,your imagination's
Growing legs,my back's growing eyes, for unknowing spies
That cut off annoying ties, faster than a Boeing flies
I'm showing wise guys, I'm wise, men
Skies bend, while I'm in there, pulling lies out of thin air
For 10 square miles, so when pushing the pen
This felt like, a pierced cushion within rare dowls
Resembling peers, indeed, the flow sounds sicker
It goes down quicker, than a ten-speed when disassembling gears
You tremble, when fear's about to consume your thought
It will rip a room apart, to chew through your human heart
You're mystified from what exists inside, a Jekyll
Is Mr. Hyde, bigger fish to fry, while our wrists were tied
You're stressed, and couldn't be the best man
Standing by your sister's side, while she kissed her bride. Question:
Should I come hard and kill every nigga? Or be positive?
As an AIDS test? Sensitive as a hair trigger?
It's better telling, your man I would murder him
Through letters spelling, 'til he holler "Life's a bitch!"
Like it upset her yelling, while he stumbles off the Remy, never grimmy
We keep the Mac in the 'Lac, the semi in the hemi
Couple bastards, who did old dirt, like shimmy
Shimmy-ya, shimmy-yay, on my flimsy prey
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