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NEUROLOGIC lyrics : "Rock Bottom"

I'm spreadin the truth throughout the streets without a single bit of fear
Cause I know ima cheer when I know death is near
Ima keep preachin to ya queer till I smear some mere knowledge in ya ears

(*##$, im just gettin started, kick this motha $#&@a in second gear
Im livin east side bound, but im sayin all sides down
Im not $#&@in around, ill never ever take the crown

I cant put myself facedown like all these other rap clowns
When I come through ya town, all you ^!$$%s do is frown
Im doing this only for the sake of our people

Im giving you the real %#@! not no sorry sample
Im never obligated to go down that damn simple
Do I even really have to give ya a $#&@in example

I quote Viva La Revolucion till the day that I die
I scream Ya Tu Sabes and explain the reasons why
Im not just gonna sit here and watch you mother $#&@ers be dumbed down while i stand by

Im not the one to turn a blind eye
If I ever see any of you mother $#&@ers in the street
ima jam you between my car and some reinforced concrete

chop off ya head and make it bounce to the sound of this beat
take the keys out ya pocket and hop in the drivers seat
Your now seeing the lies they been tellin you

You just now seein what were going through
Turn it up, listen close, get yo $#&@in family too
Time to kill this evil, bring yo whole crew

I dont believe nothing you tell me, got no proof
As we roll closer to ya I rise out the sunroof
Ya boy fired back but I happen to be bulletproof

Went up in yo house, threw yo (*##$ off the $#&@in roof.
Rollin up to the next victim, i wander who its gonna be
A white man ina suit walkin down the street

I rev my engine and pin him in the closest tree
His hearts racin and his brains thinkin why me
I say you are one of them and shoot em in the head

Cant stop this madness, till they are all dead
I dont even feel safe in my own $#&@in bed
I cant stop this until my word is fully spread

Drivin down the road, blunt in my hand.
%#@!s so good hittin my sweat gland
You can say the cars drivin unmanned

Cause if I steped out i could bearly stand.
Took the corner a little too hard
Now im in the woods with the doors barred

Look in the mirror n see my face is scarred
now I smell gas, fixin to get charred.
I guess death is what I really earned.

What have I done
now all is left is my momma crying over my ern.
What kinda life did I live,

What did I ever give.
Why did I do what I did.
To make it worse, I was bout to have a kid.

of my own, now my girl got the cops on the phone.
Tears rolling down her face knowing that im gone.
Knowing I will never be coming home. Not even a tombstone.

Then she reached into her purse and pulled out a brand new .22
Started rubbing her stomach saying I'm sorry boo.
Put the 22 to her head and let the bullet blow through.

This %#@! is $#&@ed up,
My life needs a $#&@ing redo.

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