Again

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[Verse 1: Hodgy] Dollar sign above your cranium Love our [?] grows like geranium Philosophy is insane to them Fulfil prophecy You're a new [?] Surely I can see The way you vibe, dancing in twine with mine Persuade my mind to find things thats hard to find (hard to find) [Chorus: Hodgy] I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder [Verse 2: Hodgy] Uh, she pull out her medication Read the refill for education Fly like elevation Aviation Airforce about to take formation We spending time We lemon lime Standing line My phonе blow up like Lebanon Her lights go out likе mennonites She spazzing on me hella times but that's fine as hell Saved by the bell Now I could tell she'll go to jail If I don't save her bell then who else will? Prices on her head Some niggas like her better dead Life in 3D, special ed [?] told institutions The most loyal, don't need no lawyer against the voyage Full of joyous, episodal I bring her calm, she sip the soda Bring her to ground, toasting the soil Bleach her hair, hair full of foil Grape seed oil Bring the boil Like milk, she kind of spoil [Chorus: Hodgy] I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder [Verse 3: Hodgy] When are you going to allow me take care of you, be there for you? There there, theraflu They're sick of you They ridicule They pick at you They don't feel what you feel but I feel it too much I really do Do it too much and you see the hue of my [?] When I pull up like punistool to find your heart Search high and low I go psycho when I rummage through Feel like I'm becoming you Two makes one, and one makes two You could sit in the hut I hunt for food One trailer park is another's bungalow Kiss you on your fontal lobes Our love it grows like fungal dust Motherfuck the world 'till my knuckles broke And I don't fuck with folks They're a subtle hoax Try to make you laugh with a couple jokes When my dick cross your ass give you cover strokes We come in a bundle, yolks Overdose on another dose In the back of the Wagon, Volks Burn a ballet don't have to vote for... you [Chorus: Hodgy] I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy I kind of like your a maniac She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder She's kind of crazy It is dysfunctional disarray disorder [Instrumental]