Impulse by Blue November Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I never served bass
If I did I don't play grounds
There's rules to my beliefs
Little nigga I don't play around
Rule one, never travel with no bank son
Wait, rule two, lead the kids with the truth [is loop?]
Rule three, you fronting for the streets
What you reckon paid over with pussy nigga attendance
Rule four, you fuck with the family best friend
Out or more, there for my civil mind state
Crippled like a blind date
Flow trickle turn waterfalls nimble
From where the dogs are, armed for the kibble
Mama's son on the nipple
Holding for that welfare, pop a rich cracker just to make things a bit fair
My mind like the miner at the Mecca of rap
Ask Mosque guys who gather and the children who bled
See the crimson leaking all through the bed
I see it
Through the eyes that you see them
It's back to the wall, pay [holler?] if you see me
I'm dealing with my life so I don't got time
Got yours and I got mines
[Hook]
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
[Verse 2]
I'm fucking fed up
People sleeping on us from the neck up
Then they wonder why we like this
I call it "dungeonitis"
Never leave my white bitch
My left one got a fucking attitude she bite back
Shit I like that
Think it and I write that
I don't have dreams, ill descriptions in my nightcap
Thinking that we neck, you can tell I got the ice pack
Never get inside track
Leaving niggas dusting on the dirt but they don't fight back
I don't feel the same today, nigga
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way, nigga
I never served bass
If I did I don't play grounds
There's rules to my beliefs
Little nigga I don't play around
Rule one, never travel with no bank son
Wait, rule two, lead the kids with the truth [is loop?]
Rule three, you fronting for the streets
What you reckon paid over with pussy nigga attendance
Rule four, you fuck with the family best friend
Out or more, there for my civil mind state
Crippled like a blind date
Flow trickle turn waterfalls nimble
From where the dogs are, armed for the kibble
Mama's son on the nipple
Holding for that welfare, pop a rich cracker just to make things a bit fair
My mind like the miner at the Mecca of rap
Ask Mosque guys who gather and the children who bled
See the crimson leaking all through the bed
I see it
Through the eyes that you see them
It's back to the wall, pay [holler?] if you see me
I'm dealing with my life so I don't got time
Got yours and I got mines
[Hook]
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
[Verse 2]
I'm fucking fed up
People sleeping on us from the neck up
Then they wonder why we like this
I call it "dungeonitis"
Never leave my white bitch
My left one got a fucking attitude she bite back
Shit I like that
Think it and I write that
I don't have dreams, ill descriptions in my nightcap
Thinking that we neck, you can tell I got the ice pack
Never get inside track
Leaving niggas dusting on the dirt but they don't fight back
I don't feel the same today, nigga
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way
I don't feel the same today
I think my passion blew away
Along with the ashes in my tray
Don't try to understand me you just really in my way, nigga