CRANIUM
By ACOT (2023)
On album GRIP'N (2023)
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[Verse 1]
I'mma reach the fame
You wanna make a bet?
Pocket full of drugs
An' on my ear, a cigarette
Peace and love is all I'm 'bout
Lock me in a looney house
Throw away the key
Don' eva' f*ckin' let me out
Psychedelic
Acid epidemic
I'm out my damn mind
Even my momma said it
Since I was a youngin'
Long hair, ripped shoes
Neva' went to school
Nah, I'd rather make tunes
Uh, in my room
Stuck on that computer screen
Got a couple lyrics down
Followin' my f*ckin' dreams
IPhone notepad filled up with poetry
Enlighten all my listeners
I wanna go globally
Hopefully, you hear my voice an' you know it's me
I just want some money
Buy my family some groceries
Hey, it's me
Mister "lost myself in LSD"
Anxiety
I need a ciggy and some f*ckin' tree
[Hook]
Lucy
She likes to sit up on my tongue
Trippin'
Don't know how long I will be gone
Lucy, Lucy
She like to sit up on my tongue
Trippin'
Don't know how long I will be gone
[Verse 2]
Trippy sh*t
f*ckin' with a hippie b*tch
Either I'm in love or I ate too many Ritalin
Acid addict
It's problematic
But now I got flow
My words are automatic
Chillin' like a Buddhist monk
Dressin' like a hippie punk
[?]
You were wrong
College sucks
I always flunk
I'm authentic
Rhymes so majestic
Girlies on my phone
They love the way I am poetic
Chillin' like a villian do
Strollin' down the avenue
Pockets full of money, acid tabs, an' a Swisher too
Just tryna make a hit
You know I been kickin' sh*t
Been wantin' fame since Justin Tim still had frosted tips
Whatever though
Bump this on your stereo
Trippin' shrooms with some eskimos out in Tokyo
My words don' make sense
I just wanna make cents
Second line, I was talkin' cash
I need to pay rent
Uh
I'mma reach the fame
You wanna make a bet?
Pocket full of drugs
An' on my ear, a cigarette
Peace and love is all I'm 'bout
Lock me in a looney house
Throw away the key
Don' eva' f*ckin' let me out
Psychedelic
Acid epidemic
I'm out my damn mind
Even my momma said it
Since I was a youngin'
Long hair, ripped shoes
Neva' went to school
Nah, I'd rather make tunes
Uh, in my room
Stuck on that computer screen
Got a couple lyrics down
Followin' my f*ckin' dreams
IPhone notepad filled up with poetry
Enlighten all my listeners
I wanna go globally
Hopefully, you hear my voice an' you know it's me
I just want some money
Buy my family some groceries
Hey, it's me
Mister "lost myself in LSD"
Anxiety
I need a ciggy and some f*ckin' tree
[Hook]
Lucy
She likes to sit up on my tongue
Trippin'
Don't know how long I will be gone
Lucy, Lucy
She like to sit up on my tongue
Trippin'
Don't know how long I will be gone
[Verse 2]
Trippy sh*t
f*ckin' with a hippie b*tch
Either I'm in love or I ate too many Ritalin
Acid addict
It's problematic
But now I got flow
My words are automatic
Chillin' like a Buddhist monk
Dressin' like a hippie punk
[?]
You were wrong
College sucks
I always flunk
I'm authentic
Rhymes so majestic
Girlies on my phone
They love the way I am poetic
Chillin' like a villian do
Strollin' down the avenue
Pockets full of money, acid tabs, an' a Swisher too
Just tryna make a hit
You know I been kickin' sh*t
Been wantin' fame since Justin Tim still had frosted tips
Whatever though
Bump this on your stereo
Trippin' shrooms with some eskimos out in Tokyo
My words don' make sense
I just wanna make cents
Second line, I was talkin' cash
I need to pay rent
Uh
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