[Intro: Ron (From Harry Potter)]
You're a little scary sometimes, you know that
Brilliant...But scaryyy
[Hook x2]
If you got some loose screws, homie nod to this
Seems everybody pondering 'bout what your problem is
Yo the fear of the unknown is why they're bothered kid
This is the anti-social anthem for those off the grid
[Verse 1: Akward Jaz]
So who is he that might suggest she ain't thorough with the verbals?
Rebirth of the grunge rap my n***a and I'm still fertile
As I, Inhale this herbal just inhale my aura
A high to elevate your mind past those of petty mortals
Within this dark portal I travel through on a daily basis
I see myself with sanity, but it's just a sick oasis
Hallucinations, I been off the deep end, Fall was steep
My dopamine levels are slightly abnormal so the walls can speak
I'm stalkin' sleep, got zombie tendencies, I'm up through the night
Chiefin' and weezin' on reekin' reefer just to get me right
So gimme a light or gimme a joint and yo I might just chill
And be that hella' mellow fellow with the verses to heal
OE spills, momma peering through my souls window
She like your loosing it, yo find yourself and Jaz be nimble
Jaz be quick, you can't jump over this candle stick
Known as hell, ring any bells? You don't wanna dance near it
I heard that, but nevertheless I gotta make it to the top though
I'd hate to waste a database of lyrics so colossal
n***as ain't impartial, they try to keep me in a box yo
But I maneuver too quick
You can call me Hector Camacho
Make 'em get that eerie feeling like pa**ing Hitler's Gestpo in the 30's
I gets grimy, never scared to get dirty
Bring your shovel, i go much deeper although often covertly
Too sinister when I administer, these n***as ain't worthy, word
[Hook x2]
If you got some loose screws, homie nod to this
Seems everybody pondering 'bout what your problem is
Yo the fear of the unknown is why they're bothered kid
This is the anti-social anthem for those off the grid
[Verse 2: Akward Jaz]
I got more steez than Capone and get loopy like Montana
And I keep a foreign chica, I call her Columbiana
No Saldana, but I always got them eyes on me
Only time will tell before these cobras try to rise one me
Can't big ben me, see I move counterclockwise
And I'm focused but these sissies wanna alter my eyes
To a blackness, where there's no room for light to get in
And only evil's on my mind for those who under my skin
Dear Father on your daughter please have mercy
Got a cup of sin in front of me and yes it's making me thirsty
Devil steady trying to choke me, got me gasping for air
I'm on the boundaries of hell and in the heap of his snare
Beware, like old bridges I am unstable
If you on my good side, be cool you don't wanna turn my tables
Catch you in the park like 106, by one-oh-seven you're rubble
Excuse me, my mind abuses me, count off your blessings
See they ain't know she go off quicker than a Smith and Wesson
'Cuz it's a warzone so you gotta watch where you step
Cemeteries full of youngins who ain't watch where they crept
Then BOOM! Got blown away not being cautious of the landmines
Hot-headed gunners with banana clips and phantom nines
Pockets running low, it's 'bout that money making hour
The ways are broader than the shoulders on Dwight Howard
[Hook x2]
If you got some loose screws, homie nod to this
Seems everybody pondering 'bout what your problem is
Yo the fear of the unknown is why they're bothered kid
This is the anti-social anthem for those off the grid