Brain Cells

I burned too many Brain Cells down

To be worried bout my Brain Cells Now (4x)

Here’s a tab of acid for your ear

You’re the plastic, I’m the passion and the magic in the air

The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near

The labyrinth of Pan’s Lab is adamantly here

No assignments, book of rhyming and I’m drawing doodles

I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles

Ramadan, I’m the don of the diamond jewels

Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles

I’m a kamikaze and I’m a kinda cuckoo

I could write a fucking book, non kamasutral

You niggas goofies since a conflict that is kinda crucial

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling I’ma neutral

But I’ma let the bull pass like matadors

Versus a Minotaur

Verse is a metaphor

A metamorphoses and I’ma fuckin animorph

I used to go to school with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf

Remember I used to bang with bad ones

'til my grandmama told on her grandson

Mama said that I was way too handsome

To be throwing the hand’s son”

Breaking Walls like Samson

But I’ma throw a tantrum

'til I’m on Every Samsung

Sanyo, and Handheld and Handgun

Please Put ya lighter’s up

'til life is up

And light it up

And slice a cut

The night is young

It’s nice enough

The nicest blunt

The nicest stuff

My niggas out here trapping a lot

I know you think you on

Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Only to goofies tho, choking on a doobie though

My eyes do be low, two be rolled

Remember days of the Rufio

Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man

Brrrang Dang to Lil' B

And Bang a Rang to Peter Pan

I burned too many Brain Cells down

To be worried bout my Brain Cells Now (4x)

Light a joint

Or spliff it if you classy

Split a swisha witcha nigga

If you ask me

Ain’t no questions hit it vividly and pass me

Don’t answer about your problems

Or your issues or your Ashleys

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

Rims, Henny, and reminisce

Nostalgia and M&M's

Cinnamon tone women and

Feminine’s getting intimate

All broads is frivolous

Homies could get they dividends

Damn, is he illiterate, literal syndicate

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate

Sick twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit

Man fuck this shit

I burned too many Brain Cells down

To be worried bout my Brain Cells Now (4x)