Sunny Side Up

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Mez - Rap

Sunny Side Up

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[Verse 1: Mez] America said I don't look scholarly Or like I perform lobotomies I look more like, I'm planning on performing robberies My hand don't get straighter but I write you an Odyssey Filled with money, murder, hope pray it's the pain inside of me Been this way raised my hand in school i know four times two I use it for a rap later you eight like four times two Been absorbing life giving it back in rhymes to ya Since sneaking in momma fridge sipping on her wine coolers No I ain't lying to you, thats before stress on my back Before family with cancer, before somewhere strung out on crack That the US government supplied and then they put on an act Like hood niggas had laboratories with a plane in the back Before my niggas picked me up and I would ride gunshot Before my boy lost 18 years from just one shot We tied my teeth to the door, closed it, when I heard pop! My front teeth was missing like Sandra Bland side mugshot Uh uh oh [Chorus] And my smile so bloody high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher And my smile so bloody high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher [Verse 2: Mez] My grandmama said I look like I need to slow down All this time is so precious She said I need money 'bout as much as she need Asbestos As much as girlfriends feel like they niggas need exes She glad he pulled out at the right time, just like investments I feel ambidextrous, how I produced the theories And I still write the lectures and I still fade in on the block Just like it's Tetris And I'm Thomas Edison sheddin' like on synthetic shit I'm hood but intelligent (I'm) You gotta understand, I trekked hell, nigga And I emerged smellin' like YSL, nigga And I could really give a fuck if my shit sell, nigga Long as we all agree that it was said well, nigga And all my tales, nigga, was all 100 Like gettin' jumped by some bloods when we was all just youngins And gettin' knocked on my ass and I ain't get no punches Cops yell "get on the ground!" and we was on our stomachs Uh uh oh [Chorus] And my smile so bloody high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher And my smile so bloody high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher [Verse 3: Mez] My accountant said that I look lucrative He said "that's beautiful" He said I resemble a new house and new Subarus He said I look like new golf clubs for his two-on-twos Police said "Put your hands visible 'fo we shoot at you" My niece said "you look worried, it'd be best if you hoola hooped" Damn- her perspective so beautiful Remind me of Tunami and me playin' wit rubix cubes Then my accountant called and said "let's get food if you approve" He took me to some expensive spot I'd never been there And shit the feelin' that I don't belong is hard to repair And he said "get a stake, order it medium rare" I bit into that muthafucka spit it out unprepared Uh uh oh [Chorus] And my smile so bloddy high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher And my smile so bloddy high oh And my brain fried sunny side up Feeling good I can't no higher

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