Minnie Riperton

"Sega Hell"

[Verse 1: BROLY500!]
In fact I'm not happy
I’m depressed so why press?
You might test, you can't handle
This pressure neverless, this lead tip
In case a n*gga quit no questions
No if ands or buts about it
f*ck n*ggas acting like they buildin'
Without structure might as well be worthless

[Verse 2: Stokely]
This ain’t no game, on defense
I'm the king like Duwop
I can see the b*tch in a n*gga cause I am too up
Crash-landing in a wasteland full of f*ck n*ggas
I got the light time, test ya luck n*gga
Look through the grapevine, how I'm living
It's called poverty, unlucky intentions and bad women
See the quality of this sh*t that I'm spittin' is half written
No apology I'm slittin' like doubles like half with it

[Verse 3: BROLY500!]
And I’m feeling from my den, live a life a life full of sin
Got the snakes on my hand
And I’m never entertained
Sliding closer, serving different motions of a water
Like the light is bouncin' on a n*gga
Treat the Dutchie like a boat
We gon’ get to sinking
Todoroki; half hot, half cold
If I fall, let me ball
Go to war if I ever get involved
Got a troop ready, for killing
b*tch give him heart

[Interlude: Minnie Riperton]
Only when I'm dreaming
Is there (Harmony and meaning)
Harmony and meaning
Only when I'm dreaming
Is there (Harmony and meaning)
Harmony and meaning
Only when I'm dreaming
Is there (Harmony and meaning)
Harmony and meaning
Only when I’m dreaming
Is there (Harmony and meaning)
Harmony and meaning

[Verse 4: Stokely]
Young n*gga, young Ghost in the Shell
Pull up with a 5 foot, smelling like Chanel
Living life short like Mugsy
Hoes gon' flip don't f*ck with you buzzing
Now everybody wanna act like he cousins
n*gga don't play, bend clay by the dozen
Pull up with your hoe, play that b*tch like an Atari
Running like a replay
Treat her like a new day
Ride me like a Harley
I put the world in my pocket
Pull up on a n*gga, blast off
Team Rocket
Eastside n*gga, pull the plug
That's a socket
Restart, run it back
n*gga can't chop it
Living a fantasy
Life is so vivid
And your little b*tch is a fan of me
I put her up like a canopy
Fell off the stuff you lil b*tch
Give me vanity

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