Mental Cycle

[Verse 1: FlexXFillemon] I put this shit in new gears, still the bomb, I'm nuclear Fuck your dissing, who cares, I'm still the shit, son Still the shit like "Oh yeah", FlexX feeling on his new gear FlexXFillemon, I'm new here, but still the shit, son Pope D'or, coming out that scrum like he approaching more CUPIDO, coming out that dunk like he about to score FlexXFillemon, fresh as fuck, finna fuck some whores Soda, rum, pour that shit like "Fuck it, lets get drunk" Pardon my priorities, nigga hotter than sauna steam That's why I could never care about a wannabe FlexX feeling inside that bitch like colonoscopy FlexX kill 'em in a war and I can never bleed I'm on the route to shit you can never imagine And my girl she whiter than Marilyn Manson Oooh, kill 'em Fillemon ooooh Ever since a young, smooth with the feminines, true [Hook: Sir Matthew] It's the motherfucken Isle coming through Doing what we want, what the fuck you gone do We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, we don't, we don't give a fuck It's the motherfucken Isle coming through Doing what we want, what the fuck you gone do We don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, we don't, we don't give a fuck [Verse 2: CUPIDO] 3rd world, but my women the greatest Homie, 3rd world, fuck Cali we medicated It's the 3rd world, tell me what you've heard about it Niggas whipping Rarri's round here, you ain't heard about it Furthest thing from popular, hot girl then I'm gon knock you up Take you out, playing with your left boob while we be making out Eating cunt, gotta clean my mouth, 'fore I step up in my momma's house Told y'all we ain't give a fuck, clearly you can see that now Man, and I ain't into talking much, and I ain't into being seen And I ain't even claim I'm ill I don't really need these pills, homie these is Vicodin LSD, mix it up with shrooms, I'm seeing lights fo'real Making like Montana with that Miley Cyrus, all you see is iris Look enlightened feeling like disciples Told 'em goodbye, you know what the time is [Verse 3: Sir Matthew] Ayo I try like rugby scores To reach the top and never sweep the floor Incase I fall I get some bungee cords They always told me that the worlds was yours Just close your eyes and maybe you can see more Its all in the mind Every step is progress, just stay on your grind And knowledge is power and can't no dollar ever compared to your time They say its do or die, just stay alive through the madness Quit the sadness, just be glad that it happened You live and you learn, you work and you earn You need and you yearn, you sin and you burn My grandma told me get up early cause surely You know the story 'bout the wormie and the early birdie And all these serpants lurking Talk shit behind your back but smile in person Only way you can hurt 'em is get yours man And stay focused like monks in Shaolin And always kick the bucket before you throw the towel in [Outro: Sir Matthew] Towel x5 Yeah I'm doing that shit myself man Its Good By The fucken Summer Better ask somebody