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Good morning Vietnam<br />I'd like to welcome everybody to the INNANET<br />Tune in, log on<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />I think I fell off the bed as a kid and I hit my head<br />Maybe was 'bout 10 first time that I tied Makayla up and they walked in<br />Welcome to INNANET, where to begin?<br />Might as well start at the tip top, give me a moment I'm runnin' from time<br />Seems like I'm tied to the clock as it tick-tocks<br />Tippin' the metropolitan axis in which I exist it's a trip to imagine<br />The magic that which I inflict when I flip on the beat<br />I'm an artist, no need for a canvas<br />Campin' the van at the local campus<br />What do you mean he not there yet?<br />Hair-brained adolescent ass on the airwaves<br />Pull into your city with my niggas in the caravan, ridin'<br />Like do or die, ain't this some shit<br />Volume on 10 turn my shit up, they fist go pump like pistol grip<br />That Vic he stay up in some shit<br />Sometimes it's hard to let go of it<br />I be so high I be in orbit<br />She already courted me kinda cordially cornered me<br />So I stick her on the bumper like "coexist"<br />That's another one, give the drummer some<br />In this case I guess that's me<br />Who made the track? You can just ask me<br />I be on some next shit<br />Wonder why niggas still don't really respect it<br />When I spit that unexpected<br />Thoughts from the mind of the greater collective<br />Subconsciously copy me, niggas just can't help it<br />So many good ideas, why be selfish?<br />It seems like you can sing the blues all you want<br />But they don't really love you 'til you Elvis<br />Til the labels shelfin' your album, Lord help 'em<br />The hellbent one way train to fame with fake friends depends on the outcome<br />Pick it up quick, my shit too hot<br />What gets you hype what turns you on?<br />Obviously optimism isn't really my business, I'll beg your pardon<br />Me and my niggas in the party and we get it started<br />I'll start the engine and the pendulum swings<br />I'm racin' time and tryin' to find a peace of mind<br />The line I walk is thin to the departed<br />Or hardly go and they don't know I think I wanna stop<br />It's somebody make a nigga wanna keep goin'<br />I'm goin' out of my head, I think I wanna die<br />I don't love myself, I bet the feds love me more<br />Had 'em and the minutes keep comin' with the reward<br />Let 'em get a village of the crack sinners and the black families that they destroyed<br />Strong arm the government, give automatic weapons to the public<br />Seems my weed bag gettin' thin, my pocket hold no scratch<br />I ponder if apocalypse comin' to hold me back<br /><br />But baby, if you love me, let me take you where it's ugly<br />To the place where no one comes, now we're standin', no man above me<br />My Lord, no no no no<br />I done seen demons<br /><br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency
Letra nueva de la canción
Good morning Vietnam<br />I'd like to welcome everybody to the INNANET<br />Tune in, log on<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />I think I fell off the bed as a kid and I hit my head<br />Maybe was 'bout 10 first time that I tied Makayla up and they walked in<br />Welcome to INNANET, where to begin?<br />Might as well start at the tip top, give me a moment I'm runnin' from time<br />Seems like I'm tied to the clock as it tick-tocks<br />Tippin' the metropolitan axis in which I exist it's a trip to imagine<br />The magic that which I inflict when I flip on the beat<br />I'm an artist, no need for a canvas<br />Campin' the van at the local campus<br />What do you mean he not there yet?<br />Hair-brained adolescent ass on the airwaves<br />Pull into your city with my niggas in the caravan, ridin'<br />Like do or die, ain't this some shit<br />Volume on 10 turn my shit up, they fist go pump like pistol grip<br />That Vic he stay up in some shit<br />Sometimes it's hard to let go of it<br />I be so high I be in orbit<br />She already courted me kinda cordially cornered me<br />So I stick her on the bumper like "coexist"<br />That's another one, give the drummer some<br />In this case I guess that's me<br />Who made the track? You can just ask me<br />I be on some next shit<br />Wonder why niggas still don't really respect it<br />When I spit that unexpected<br />Thoughts from the mind of the greater collective<br />Subconsciously copy me, niggas just can't help it<br />So many good ideas, why be selfish?<br />It seems like you can sing the blues all you want<br />But they don't really love you 'til you Elvis<br />Til the labels shelfin' your album, Lord help 'em<br />The hellbent one way train to fame with fake friends depends on the outcome<br />Pick it up quick, my shit too hot<br />What gets you hype what turns you on?<br />Obviously optimism isn't really my business, I'll beg your pardon<br />Me and my niggas in the party and we get it started<br />I'll start the engine and the pendulum swings<br />I'm racin' time and tryin' to find a peace of mind<br />The line I walk is thin to the departed<br />Or hardly go and they don't know I think I wanna stop<br />It's somebody make a nigga wanna keep goin'<br />I'm goin' out of my head, I think I wanna die<br />I don't love myself, I bet the feds love me more<br />Had 'em and the minutes keep comin' with the reward<br />Let 'em get a village of the crack sinners and the black families that they destroyed<br />Strong arm the government, give automatic weapons to the public<br />Seems my weed bag gettin' thin, my pocket hold no scratch<br />I ponder if apocalypse comin' to hold me back<br /><br />But baby, if you love me, let me take you where it's ugly<br />To the place where no one comes, now we're standin', no man above me<br />My Lord, no no no no<br />I done seen demons<br /><br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency<br />Tap into my frequency
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