Trippin'

[Verse 1] Its Hugh blow lee The resurrected human beat box from disco 3 The Fat boys? but skinny like I do blow see Starving artist I do work like Kool Moe Dee And I work for a living I learned to never taken what I'm given Strive for perfection Forsaken all wisdom Stay going ignorant (ignant) Black skinhead baking my pigment Afterlife accepting my sentence Heaven now cuz I'm so tired of waiting on it Patiently waiting, internal struggle debating on it (Smokey, Smokey, Smokey what the hell you doin' back here?) Heaven now and I'm so tired of waiting on it Patiently waiting, internal struggle debating on it Niggas hating on it But uh fuck all that shit NBG the brothers, pariah the clique Hugh Lee sick Same day I get the deal I get my teeth fixed On some King Louie tight like queef fit Got em screaming bang bang like a keef hit, like a keef hit And I ain't into boom bap cuz my hype get em riled up Pushing envelopes you can see I got em filed up Ducks in a row you could say I got em tiled up Spilled my soul for the world no longer viled up On some brand new shit I call it biled up Getting phone number money my niggas dialed up And Yeezy told me go head switch ya style up And if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up [Hook] I think I must be trippin' (I know you not gonna sing that song) I think I must be trippin' Illuminati want my mind soul and my body I think I must be trippin' (That song, that song) Dear God, I wonder can you save me I think I must be trippin' I think I ' I think I must be trippin' Illuminati want my mind soul and my body I think I must be trippin' I think I must be trippin' I think I must be trippin' [Verse 2] Hold up I kill shit not last minute it was planned out Bitches all on my dick Fuck niggas want a handout Tried to stay inline at school But the weird ones always stand out Who late as fuck? you late as fuck! Seeing that I'm the man now Y'all criss crossed parcheesi Shine bright star Creasy Waiting room fargeasy My dick hard girls are easy I beat the wrap like charges dropped Bitches all on my cock No es suficiente de Hugh Lee like white Rock Mmm I'm the mother fucking man now Bummy back at ISU 75 on my hand now Jack boys tried to get me them niggas is laying down Didn't give em a burial them boys stale they laying out mm My crew hittas yo crew bitches Come through hittas try to get us We do niggas like school figures Few niggas shoot through niggas Got a few niggas just nuts I don't fuck with no punks Even Brewski throwing hands Breaking nose til it gush This is just warning My crew knit like new vests But Loyalty can be bought so I watch the crew like "who next?" He shouldn't do it for his sake We drop niggas like mixtapes No really We drop niggas like mixtapes [Hook] I think I must be trippin' (I know you not gonna sing that song) I think I must be trippin' Illuminati want my mind soul and my body I think I must be trippin' (That song, that song) Dear God, I wonder can you save me I think I must be trippin' I think I ' I think I must be trippin' Illuminati want my mind soul and my body I think I must be trippin' I think I must be trippin' I think I must be trippin'