Skitzo

Lyrics

[Chorus] Skitzo Simmer I think you need to simmer Simmer You might just wanna simmer Simmer I think you need to simmer Before I go Skitzo [Verse 1] I'm just a hippies' baby Born about the eighties The Boomers' juniors sucking psychedelics out their hooters Must have been in their milk Peace-loving tripping balls Had us growing up different Yup, limpin' up and down them halls Heard I came out with a blunt in my mouth And a lean to the left And a clean little cleft in my chin Felt like it fell in Built like it built in Built up to a meagre million Got a fixation on tryna fix fake shit Room full of lies, club full of fake tits Mother loved p-funk Daddy was gang shit So I was born on a low ride space ship Out here promoting love With a pistol on me so what? When 'em hoodie's up won't catch me slipping pimping best of luck Busboy brilliant, stockroom ratchet Pushing a pack of the pills fast, shit Just trying to come up on an extra buck Had a couple bad ones baffling anyone who be wonderin' what the women I be lovin' look like Strippers, skaters, painters, PhD-candidates and celebrity lookalikes PETA demonstrators, pickets protests so left so sweet so blessed Ah yes, so somebody say something outta pocket Why you gotta talk shit Watch it [Pre-Chorus] I got what they wanting 'Cause I change it up so often Skitzo Feel so Guns N' Roses I could love them or could off them [Chorus] Skitzo Simmer I think you need to simmer Simmer You might just wanna simmer Simmer I think you need to simmer Before I go Skitzo [Verse 2] I'm happy I'm feeling glad I got some papers, grapes and songs I made and they all in my bag Got the roaches fumigated but face it they common as crack They just like haters, you could smoke them but they crawling on back I know 'cause I was raised to see faking Had the eighties never seen Reagan Wouldn't be no fiends hanging on my street begging Yup, crack era babies lie to my partners need training But I can't blame mo'ney Get money made slanging Might as well keep banging Got no filter, God I'm lost, gassin' like the Holocaust Womanizer, dick supplier, my cocktails are Molotov Mugging at the next dude While helping mama with her bags Tryna avoid the drama but what the fuck is he looking at? Mafioso get so loco Ma stronzo, sui giote No la lengua That's what they all be pledging on my lines Like they fucking betas Hey, can't we all be friends? No? Well get the fuck up out my way then [Pre-Chorus] I got what they wanting 'cause I change it up so often Skitzo Feel so Guns N' Roses I could love them or could off them [Chorus] Skitzo Simmer I think you need to simmer Simmer You might just wanna simmer Simmer I think you need to simmer Before I go Skitzo [Pre-Chorus: Rafael Casal & Daveed Diggs] Whoa, whoa, wait up, wait up, wait up, wait wait Is that that motherfucking Diggs over there? Hey, yo Diggs Imma need you Yeah Good [Verse 3: Daveed Diggs] Look I'm just a baby hippie Thug so what I got a pistol with me Put it at your temple, pray my fingers ain't feeling too slippery Ever since he was grinchin', guess that made me the Lorax Sadly, lifted away one day 'til we met up in Whoville to make more tracks A pastor preaching sin, eating peaches for hours Then I fuck her face off, patiently layin' her up on a bed of flowers And you can count the ways it's wrong But shit I'm only rapping Mindlessly babbling The greatest statements that have ever happened Both knees walk in this line, paranoid as fuck, terrified as shit In the back of our mind we know someone be coming for every motherfucker who'll be on that real spit Tryna tell me Pac and B.I.G. weren't skitzo man the fuck you talking The direct effects is Dear Mama and All About U bumping on the same Walkman But they don't remember that post-digital, post-critical, post-race, post post modern Post [?] post like posing for a picture we'll be catching up in post production This how we function as a modern myth for your consumption Got the subs up in your trunk bumping like I'm a personality descending from on top of the hood jumping [Pre-Chorus] I got what they wanting 'cause I change it up so often Feel so Guns N' Roses I could love them or could off them [Chorus] Skitzo Simmer I think you need to simmer Simmer You might just wanna simmer Simmer I think you need to simmer Before I go Skitzo