Kava Kava Root + Poppy Seeds = Stress Box

Lyrics

[Intro: MF Grimm] Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Percy Carey. Please leave your name and number, and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you [Verse 1: MF Grimm] Calling, talking 'bout I'm mad at you How I think I'm better than you On the Island of Monsters, wish I stayed Together, a move's supposed to be made Moves made with you don't get me paid Moves made with you only get me played I'm in my own world, so leave me alone Don't have time to sit on the phone If you're really my friend, when we speak, we speak Not bad-mouth me 'cause I ain't called in a week Total concentration is on my spine Chit-chat has its place in time Broke long enough, so I choose to switch Become filthy rich before I leave this bitch After hearing this, if you don't understand Then I guess you never was my man [Hook: MF Grimm] MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? Why? [Verse 2: MF Grimm] My concentration's not on the one who shot at me I'm wondering if I can take the pieces that fell out of me Stick 'em back inside of me, tie a knot in me, regenerate Anatomy, damaged arteries gotta be A way to shape my life like pottery As God Welcomed me Back like Kotter be Comas, angels shout at me Humans never learn. When will you learn? Telling me how they despise man From jump, knew we cause mischief in the land And I wish God never made us Found it so odd that He made us Selfish, killing prophets that come save us Deathwish, Apocalypse Now, God'll slay us Hell burns at different degrees Optional Equator temperature, heat freeze All that's vain will be defeated God told me to be seated Scriptures? Read it. History repeated Fulfill prophecies, wills needed Millennium cyborgs drink lithium Cranium, brain silicon, skull titanium Spiritually, no forensics, made Through cybernetics programmed to absorb phonetics But truly could never feel semantics Cyborgs revealed by antics Earth out of orbit, man go frantic Prophecies of floods now Atlantis Water paint-based, smear the canvas [Interlude: MF Grimm] The picture's fucked up. You get it? The picture's fucked up [Hook: MF Grimm] MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? MF You don't call no more Nigga, why? Why? [Outro: MF Grimm] Hey, where you was at last night? Uh, uh. Why? MF, you don't call no more. Why?