Tokyo Files - EarthGang, Skylab 3

I keep telling myself this ain’t a movie

Reality recently got so many parts to it

It’s hard to sit all through it

Two hits of this and my point of vision get all screwy

Man that bitch up there she the ice mixed in with the star Buick

Block jumpin' like the 84 car

Lupus block from the Newtons but they paint it all lucid

Traumatized seen him shot till he stop movin'

Late at night I might lose it

Need my women therapeutic

Man this is Call of Duty yeah

Outside your 'partment

G-go grab the kids

T-take bring me the choppers

Against my windowpane

This ain’t no Janis Joplin

You know 'bout my aim

He the one callin' shots

I know half of y’all don’t believe in

The other half can’t find themselves but still believe in Satan

Screamin' lord save us

But he like who believe in waitin'?

Who really been waitin'?

Man say why your act shit be the conversation sparker?

Man I miss them days trapped in them VCRs

All my n**** Jesus in the hood ain’t no lawyers

Say I miss them days trapped in the VCRs

Everyday’s as cinematic as my benefactor’s

And as the bitches that be callin sick and skippin' classes

And the ones that sippin' Xans in n****'s glasses

Just to see what happens

Got you fuckin' spazzin' like you huntin' «wabbits»

Young and brash and unabashed and overcast and undermatched

The thunder crashed, my first reaction is to try and catch it

When I die, bury my body but set fire to my head

Until that day I’m fuckin' dead and leave me to my fuckin habits

Ambu-ambulance alarm clocks

Everynight’s the storm watch

And everybody’s scared of where the floorboards stop

12 pull up on you in them unmarked cars

And you can yell if you wanted, them reports not ours

Man say why your act shit be the conversation sparker?

Man I miss them days trapped in them VCRs

All my n**** Jesus in the hood ain’t no lawyers

Say I miss them days trapped in the VCRs

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