Gradated Grey
Capture this funakthon loaded by the Mecca Don
Into the red zone, you spot my skull and crossbone alone
To fill the Watergates, slaughter great, think and meditate
Set behind the pace of the CL's war face
Cras and tints, making blueprints for over six figure salaries
Luchified, cause many did and died
The mic wrecka, study Mecca, now building
Cause I love my shorties like Jesus loved children
Cause being smooth is the science I crafted
To a state, when they incarsarate me I wanna be free
And play some D on the high-scoring thrill from the Veronville
Your Friend is Insane
She turned back inside again
and she's always been a friend
but she'll take you for that ride
it's what she laughs about
it's what she cries about
when she plays a sacred sound...huh
well I know cuz I've seen it in her eyes
Your friend's insane
she lives on her own pain (a world of pain)
she can't explain
your friend's insane
every time she calls your name
I see that you just feel pain
it's when the rubber oughtta hit the road
because you've got to want out of it
got to see that it's serious shit
when she speaks you wouldn't know
A fucked up Disney World she calls her own
Your friend's insane
she lives on her own pain (a world of pain)
she can't explain
your friend's insane
every time she calls your name
I see that you just feel pain
it's when the rubber hits the road
'cause you've got to want out of it
got to see that it's serious shit
when she sleeps you wouldn't know
A fucked up Disney World she calls her own
Your friend's insane
and you're fucked up even man
she can't explain
your friend's insane, she's insane
(incomprehensible mumbling)