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Nightmare - Tuned Out (feat. August Wahh) Lyrics



Nightmare - Tuned Out (feat. August Wahh) Lyrics




[ Featuring Sleepy ]

Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
Been in the sky for a minute
For a minute

Been in the sky for a minute
Vigilant infinite no lie see ya mimic
Imminent regiment work fine for the cynic
Now I'm heated like filament gone shine like the city lights
Put down fifty for the henny
Twice
Stay gold really like I'm Benny
Right
Vincent price with the laughter
On this green like a pasture
So obscene let me fracture
Uh
Your mind
I been out to get it let me set it one time
So I paint a picture then I bring it to life
Like Sai
Beast scroll on a roll when I'm in it
Develop into a keystone I been winning
We so progressive we living G code I been grinning
Y'all stay regressive we pulling cheat codes with the women

Glass jars full of sap I react from the slap of the rig
Are my lungs still intact
We packing up smacking 'em
In the back of the Ac and 'em
Forming up acronyms
Adding subtracting 'em
Leaving off AML now NAS
This shit be so organic that we serving it fresh yo
And smoking up the lettuce while we sipping espresso
Your dead ho
I drew blood now ya Bledsoe
Peeling off your pigskin and conquer the end zone
Uchiha like Itachi when I'm reading your next moves
I sense grooves
Follow the tempo
Blazing up backwoods who would back you and your fake moves
Your fools gold we running them jewels cold
Leaning like italic but we keeping it bold
Feeling the exhaust your like yo man I fold
I got that penmanship to go and make your momma say
Lo and behold

Everybody want problems
We not out here to solve 'em
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
Uh
Yeah
Been in the sky for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em

Plugging unplugging it don't stop
Final destination the crib-o for soul shock
When I'm sitting in the middle the monitors gone knock
Now I'm picking up the windows and rocking the whole block
Yeah
Fully automatic and cinematic in fact
I'm symptomatic of being to problematic in rap
Pulling up schematics and talk about it on tracks
We cooling
Keep it thematic and charismatic 'bout that

Who the f*ck you think you're talking to
You think I'm funny but I'm Pesci
Bust up that real Goodfella money
We got it on lock
You a jam on a Glock
Life lesson chrome Smith that'll cook ya like Wesson
Like a lame pedophile pope looking for blessings
Finger painting with fecal matter ya making a mess and
You're just a little pussy
You know a small incision
Like Special Ed to Leu Chin Chen
I'm on a mission

On point really like a marksman
Blowing carbon like chimney then I'm swabbing
We be mobbing
Moving heavy like a spartan
Only option
Put your face up on a carton quick
Feel like Marvin the Martian because I got them kicks
You know
I be chilling and killing the midi yo
Why they fronting like I'm not
See through em' like cheerio
Instilling the vision I'ma show ya how it really go

I'm docking your duckets so f*ck it bring on the ruckus
But you duck us
Lollipoppin' ass looking like suckers
We're some red cuppers with box cutters and broken knuckles
Ain't got time for no chuckles
And you'll be catching belt buckles
You make piss puddles and snot bubbles laying in rubble
I be that everyday struggle
Squad wiping your huddle
Shutdown
Chopping up bodies and we stick 'em in duffles
Leaving 'em lockjaw with motherf*cking zero rebuttal

Everybody want problems
We not out here to solve 'em
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
Uh
Yeah
Been in the sky for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
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Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
Been in the sky for a minute
For a minute

Been in the sky for a minute
Vigilant infinite no lie see ya mimic
Imminent regiment work fine for the cynic
Now I'm heated like filament gone shine like the city lights
Put down fifty for the henny
Twice
Stay gold really like I'm Benny
Right
Vincent price with the laughter
On this green like a pasture
So obscene let me fracture
Uh
Your mind
I been out to get it let me set it one time
So I paint a picture then I bring it to life
Like Sai
Beast scroll on a roll when I'm in it
Develop into a keystone I been winning
We so progressive we living G code I been grinning
Y'all stay regressive we pulling cheat codes with the women

Glass jars full of sap I react from the slap of the rig
Are my lungs still intact
We packing up smacking 'em
In the back of the Ac and 'em
Forming up acronyms
Adding subtracting 'em
Leaving off AML now NAS
This shit be so organic that we serving it fresh yo
And smoking up the lettuce while we sipping espresso
Your dead ho
I drew blood now ya Bledsoe
Peeling off your pigskin and conquer the end zone
Uchiha like Itachi when I'm reading your next moves
I sense grooves
Follow the tempo
Blazing up backwoods who would back you and your fake moves
Your fools gold we running them jewels cold
Leaning like italic but we keeping it bold
Feeling the exhaust your like yo man I fold
I got that penmanship to go and make your momma say
Lo and behold

Everybody want problems
We not out here to solve 'em
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
Uh
Yeah
Been in the sky for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em

Plugging unplugging it don't stop
Final destination the crib-o for soul shock
When I'm sitting in the middle the monitors gone knock
Now I'm picking up the windows and rocking the whole block
Yeah
Fully automatic and cinematic in fact
I'm symptomatic of being to problematic in rap
Pulling up schematics and talk about it on tracks
We cooling
Keep it thematic and charismatic 'bout that

Who the f*ck you think you're talking to
You think I'm funny but I'm Pesci
Bust up that real Goodfella money
We got it on lock
You a jam on a Glock
Life lesson chrome Smith that'll cook ya like Wesson
Like a lame pedophile pope looking for blessings
Finger painting with fecal matter ya making a mess and
You're just a little pussy
You know a small incision
Like Special Ed to Leu Chin Chen
I'm on a mission

On point really like a marksman
Blowing carbon like chimney then I'm swabbing
We be mobbing
Moving heavy like a spartan
Only option
Put your face up on a carton quick
Feel like Marvin the Martian because I got them kicks
You know
I be chilling and killing the midi yo
Why they fronting like I'm not
See through em' like cheerio
Instilling the vision I'ma show ya how it really go

I'm docking your duckets so f*ck it bring on the ruckus
But you duck us
Lollipoppin' ass looking like suckers
We're some red cuppers with box cutters and broken knuckles
Ain't got time for no chuckles
And you'll be catching belt buckles
You make piss puddles and snot bubbles laying in rubble
I be that everyday struggle
Squad wiping your huddle
Shutdown
Chopping up bodies and we stick 'em in duffles
Leaving 'em lockjaw with motherf*cking zero rebuttal

Everybody want problems
We not out here to solve 'em
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
Uh
Yeah
Been in the sky for a minute
Yeah
Losing my mind for a minute
But don't f*ck with my
Push to shove am I
Load em up and revolve 'em
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Writer: Jovan Suengas, Jovan Suengas Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Nightmare - Tuned Out (feat. August Wahh) Video
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Performed By: Nightmare
Featuring: Sleepy
Length: 3:34
Written by: Jovan Suengas, Jovan Suengas Jr

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