The Criminal Activists - More Than Delusional
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(tin can)
If my girl try to cheat on me, i think i'm more than delusional
She wants me to dread her locks, i told her i am not the one
I had all my homies anyway, i never needed her
Told my special conscience just chill out, cause she could get hurt
(bullydabeast & joey mantis)
It’s j-m, no p-m
It's 1, no 2 p-m's
When i ride around my local deli, i expect to see 40 street sweepers
Thugs caught street cats and murked them
Then took em’ back to they place
I really don't know what happens next
But just know, i know what to expect
I'm a lyric god, i'm a record brеaker
I'm a money maker, i'm a chеck signer
Sign a record deal? okay, put me on
I'm a special list, i'm the hip-hop crusader
I could pull this off, forget funk rock
This is clean rap if i had to say it, i don’t need help anyway
I got my swag from local gang members, that’s right
I can bully people just to keep me safe
Anyone mess around with my guys, turn to a-c straight away
You think i got air to be conditioned?
The only cooler option is rap, matter of fact, no it's not
Cause’, my raps melt your ears
My baby lost his momma, now i got a case
Do i wanna inherit cash, or do my son gotta be poorly raised?
I think i'm going through a delusion, cause i inherited p-t-s-d
I would not buy a f-e, cause, them joints cost a fee (ha)
(tz chemi$try & funk fresh)
She playing with my heart like the nintendo 64
My dad got a camo, cause he couldn't afford a ford
They call me fresh in high school, cause that was what i was
The first time i met joe, he was just a little gangster
We the worlds most gangster rappers, besides pac' and biggie, we finna blow up
Rest in piece to all my westside soldiers who came equipped with game
Eastside, when we slide, still exquisitely claimed
They claim that they be killing, but we killed carone
We bust at camboys, now you done for life
Tz, hopped the track, said f the fame
Make money for my honey, and my mothers chain
I’m glad i'm in this group, this really helps a lot
But i'm still parking opposite enemies in parking lots
Could've been a street sweeper, but i'd rather be rapped around the music
Destroy beats, so that no other rapper can use em'
I don't recycle, cause nobody here can reside my lyrics
Play my raps in a loudspeaker, so everyone can hear it
I want the summer jam to play my music in they party
Cause my guys been rocking the city, hit em' in a heartbeat
(tin can)
If my girl try to cheat on me, i think i'm more than delusional
She wants me to dread her locks, i told her i am not the one
I had all my homies anyway, i never needed her
Told my special conscience just chill out, cause she could get hurt
If my girl try to cheat on me, i think i'm more than delusional
She wants me to dread her locks, i told her i am not the one
I had all my homies anyway, i never needed her
Told my special conscience just chill out, cause she could get hurt
(bullydabeast & joey mantis)
It’s j-m, no p-m
It's 1, no 2 p-m's
When i ride around my local deli, i expect to see 40 street sweepers
Thugs caught street cats and murked them
Then took em’ back to they place
I really don't know what happens next
But just know, i know what to expect
I'm a lyric god, i'm a record brеaker
I'm a money maker, i'm a chеck signer
Sign a record deal? okay, put me on
I'm a special list, i'm the hip-hop crusader
I could pull this off, forget funk rock
This is clean rap if i had to say it, i don’t need help anyway
I got my swag from local gang members, that’s right
I can bully people just to keep me safe
Anyone mess around with my guys, turn to a-c straight away
You think i got air to be conditioned?
The only cooler option is rap, matter of fact, no it's not
Cause’, my raps melt your ears
My baby lost his momma, now i got a case
Do i wanna inherit cash, or do my son gotta be poorly raised?
I think i'm going through a delusion, cause i inherited p-t-s-d
I would not buy a f-e, cause, them joints cost a fee (ha)
(tz chemi$try & funk fresh)
She playing with my heart like the nintendo 64
My dad got a camo, cause he couldn't afford a ford
They call me fresh in high school, cause that was what i was
The first time i met joe, he was just a little gangster
We the worlds most gangster rappers, besides pac' and biggie, we finna blow up
Rest in piece to all my westside soldiers who came equipped with game
Eastside, when we slide, still exquisitely claimed
They claim that they be killing, but we killed carone
We bust at camboys, now you done for life
Tz, hopped the track, said f the fame
Make money for my honey, and my mothers chain
I’m glad i'm in this group, this really helps a lot
But i'm still parking opposite enemies in parking lots
Could've been a street sweeper, but i'd rather be rapped around the music
Destroy beats, so that no other rapper can use em'
I don't recycle, cause nobody here can reside my lyrics
Play my raps in a loudspeaker, so everyone can hear it
I want the summer jam to play my music in they party
Cause my guys been rocking the city, hit em' in a heartbeat
(tin can)
If my girl try to cheat on me, i think i'm more than delusional
She wants me to dread her locks, i told her i am not the one
I had all my homies anyway, i never needed her
Told my special conscience just chill out, cause she could get hurt
