Connecticut Casual

No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 How pathetic, like drug infested in a small town
 In the middle of the State in
 In the middle of USa, nowhere, nowhere resist
 Unless you want to buy or sell drugs
 Around the time of flash prints so they be so beauty
 And back with the colliding gad double hit on their dude
 My mother ex man he know droll behind the bright lights
 Hand out with some mics they cop great ludes
 Nearly on the hard way, white people party hard
 They keep me up in night
 So its cool Ill be hardy test with a shord behind
 And a rhythm, high, high, have a bomb
 But fucking Camicazi, sometime I feel like the bomb
 And no one can decide me a black old son
 That will multiply barby, the time were in the sixties so we wait and took the tacky
 And call around, corrode it, our bodys anybody
 Absurd from the baddest check on
 From the rap was rap gope and trappin the black offer
 Its a crap that could sayand cruse some motherfucker
 The fair is the humble in pyramid they discover wanna search some more
 Way you brooch is on cars, I trade blunt to the God to the brunch and stars
 Wanna block all unfair, rock it a period spreadinig
 I heard em here talking fucking whores propertary
 Its all to believe it, thats no body out there
 Try to believe that Im all alone
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 And I dont wanna feel like lifes no real
 I flesh the whole bottle full of zen, know the deal
 Medication likes slaver inside the pressure
 Its how the rich kings controlling this poor presence
 We aint even human anymore
 Just reminisce, they let us pay arms but we register our weapons
 And even if we ever had to start a silver war
 Then we looking out your profile
 Ticking in your door, hard core, great school before I was on soft mood
 Just to hate my principles so I keep luck the door
 Now Im on tour watching my back in the bathroom
 Cuz you said cartoons needed and fames for stack rooms
 What cold is what Im rocking LA, they dont play
 You had a father, that was deeper
 I was trade
 Make styles, you just trade me with those rappers
 Fuck a message in a bottle, raps in the crack vibe
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 No I never want to feel like I did that thing
 Take me to the place I look, take all the way
 Thangs, thangs, thang changing the hood that im living
 Thangs, thangs, thangs changing the hood where Im living
 Thangs, thangs, thangs chaging the hood where Im living