OJ with the OE while a K-R double E-P on E
E mean I got no gas in the whip
I'm broke and I chose to eat
Kickin' it with BabylØøt
She be ready to shoot anything on me
Bumpin' Outkast in the Grand Marquis
Life ain't so bad it seems
Some of the time, when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' that I don't wanna go
Most of the time when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' bout a good way to go
I can never tell if my pops is
Lookin' down at me or up
I wish he didn't die, then again
If he didn't
I could say that I'd probably be stuck
Think about the way that you
Be goin' about it
When everybody wanna be about
The next big thing
Everybody wanna pretend I'm a cultist captain
Tryin' to reach yo theta waves
Take a note of control happenin' in you mind
You a brainwashed soul, not a thang to hide
Put 'em on a curb and stomp
Puttin' out yo' lights
Hyping mothaf*ckas don't know me
Cause I'm the beast of evil Keeble
Still ain't makin' moves like
Me and your attempt
Has proven, feeble like common people
Don't use they pineal
Instead of thinkin' it ain't real
Make sure you know when to peel kickin' it
Thinkin' about how we live in a time
Where nobody can believe a thing they see
Everybody play follow the leader
Then follow him into a gate of inferno
Inquisitive ones are the ones that
Get cast the side eventually crucified
The one that you worship
Would never be seen as a prophet in this time
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OJ with the OE while a K-R double E-P on E
E mean I got no gas in the whip
I'm broke and I chose to eat
Kickin' it with BabylØøt
She be ready to shoot anything on me
Bumpin' Outkast in the Grand Marquis
Life ain't so bad it seems
Some of the time, when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' that I don't wanna go
Most of the time when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' bout a good way to go
I can never tell if my pops is
Lookin' down at me or up
I wish he didn't die, then again
If he didn't
I could say that I'd probably be stuck
Think about the way that you
Be goin' about it
When everybody wanna be about
The next big thing
Everybody wanna pretend I'm a cultist captain
Tryin' to reach yo theta waves
Take a note of control happenin' in you mind
You a brainwashed soul, not a thang to hide
Put 'em on a curb and stomp
Puttin' out yo' lights
Hyping mothaf*ckas don't know me
Cause I'm the beast of evil Keeble
Still ain't makin' moves like
Me and your attempt
Has proven, feeble like common people
Don't use they pineal
Instead of thinkin' it ain't real
Make sure you know when to peel kickin' it
Thinkin' about how we live in a time
Where nobody can believe a thing they see
Everybody play follow the leader
Then follow him into a gate of inferno
Inquisitive ones are the ones that
Get cast the side eventually crucified
The one that you worship
Would never be seen as a prophet in this time
E mean I got no gas in the whip
I'm broke and I chose to eat
Kickin' it with BabylØøt
She be ready to shoot anything on me
Bumpin' Outkast in the Grand Marquis
Life ain't so bad it seems
Some of the time, when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' that I don't wanna go
Most of the time when I think about dyin'
I be thinkin' bout a good way to go
I can never tell if my pops is
Lookin' down at me or up
I wish he didn't die, then again
If he didn't
I could say that I'd probably be stuck
Think about the way that you
Be goin' about it
When everybody wanna be about
The next big thing
Everybody wanna pretend I'm a cultist captain
Tryin' to reach yo theta waves
Take a note of control happenin' in you mind
You a brainwashed soul, not a thang to hide
Put 'em on a curb and stomp
Puttin' out yo' lights
Hyping mothaf*ckas don't know me
Cause I'm the beast of evil Keeble
Still ain't makin' moves like
Me and your attempt
Has proven, feeble like common people
Don't use they pineal
Instead of thinkin' it ain't real
Make sure you know when to peel kickin' it
Thinkin' about how we live in a time
Where nobody can believe a thing they see
Everybody play follow the leader
Then follow him into a gate of inferno
Inquisitive ones are the ones that
Get cast the side eventually crucified
The one that you worship
Would never be seen as a prophet in this time
Writer: ERIC WHITNEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.