Swan

Don't go to clubs and I damn sure stay low-key
 Still them little jitterbugs wanna start shit with a kreep like me
 This the type of shit that you bump when a mothafucka wanna fix that fade
 Bitch I'm on a gallon of Henny see if I really give a fuck if I die today
 Bitch ass
 Hoe ass
 Runnin' at the mouth ass fake wannabes I see
 You know I really try to stay cool
 Sometimes Buddha can't save me
 Stuck with the fucked up brain with so many voices talkin' I can never sleep
 Soon as I shut my eyes all I can see is a start of a darkenin' dream
 Tropical depressions hittin' me again and I don't know
 Which of the voices all up in my brain, is tellin' me the right way to go
 Hoe, you speakin' bout Satan, but I can see you know not what you're sayin'
 My eyes roll to the back of my mind
 All I see is tainted
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 Ridin' on '95
 Junt to the brain I fly
 One cloud in the sky
 Wonderful day to die
 Trippin' on shroomz I'm fine
 Everything straight don't mind
 Negativity go bye
 Let's see how long I can try
 Take a trip the plane go Ghoste
 This time I am not alone
 I see some others that know
 Buddha chillin' on a throne
 Question everything you know
 Religion and even the Pope
 Mistaken for Satan the goat
 Ignorance ain't no joke
 Tropical depressions hittin' me again and I don't know
 Which of the voices all up in my brain, is tellin' me the right way to go
 Hoe, you speakin' bout Satan, but I can see you know not what you're sayin'
 My eyes roll to the back of my mind
 All I see is tainted