Stuff According (feat. Dirty Heat)

If this is it, oo-wop, please let me know That was ten beers to fix, two broke mirrors, in the morning I be thinkin' fast, get a move on, once again I'm Proof on, so write a song, last couple weeks have been One for the memoirs, with seven past due, I'll Probably drink the kevlar, kinda thinkin' chicken for Lunch, I'm drinkin' a brew and thinkin' chicken for Lunch. I'm drinkin' a brew and thinkin' chicken for Lunch, stuff according Just a step beyond a galavant, a pet named avalanche Terrified, a pair of eyes big enough to block the sun Quick enough to make a man maybe make a run Forest so, with the wings of morbid birds of prey, as I Make my way to know what path to pass away, people this is Trivial, meaning every time I rhyme, residuals Collected, subjected, this forty-hour work-week Rap with sick days, to scrimmage the pay, I live in Rage like a maze, to make time fly quicker Some use drugs, and some abuse liquor Me all above, Heat is just the mystery Fittin' like a glove and I'm fabricating history This is me, number one with a buck I dreamed of having guns, but couldn't find a damn bank, my Man stank throw one in the drunk tank, hold it I thought of being rich, but I'd rather be stuff according Believe in my article, the days are now brighter I've the sun turn moon and groom every lifer Nicer in fact the ego's intact, the writer, one Warrant, being restless, was evil even ever on the Guest list? I'm guessless, address this within your own Nexus, soon you'll caress this idea, it's Infectious, for real, my thought that crosses every Mind that ever got lost, roaming in time Tonight is kinda different, stuff according, man from Pages to pills, to sick of paying bills Ageless at will, as I stated I'm chill, thrills from Loose girls leads to illin, dude earl, then back from Being lost, and I still left the world, not a Moment too soon, some see the room bleed, fools Dreams faded, they never made it, screams date it Beings led, souls flock, cold pies and grey skies Souls fly away, pack don't lie, images speech The sun is something, freak, it's nearing it's peak, they call him Heat, I call him deep and simple, the smallest movements Create giant ripples, visit exquisite tastes Back to back bandages by Ace, stuff according