Silence of the Lambs by Eric J. Lyrics
Black out no vertigo
Rep indigo blow purple tho
That quarter pound just personal
Smoke 4, look back, now the earth is gone
Descended from ascended ones
Nothin like a nigga with skinnys on
That semi on, that Simmie on
Florida nigga my mind set
Child of the earth of writin scriptures
Fuck paintin pictures
I make the brush
You thank you did it
You didn't
Live cuz you alive
Bitch
I'm alive cuz I'm livin
They couldn't take my freedom if they put me in a prison
Spit that candy flippin
Dopamine flow
A rappin acid trip
Simple niggas ain't that trippy
Rippin verses like my lines dotted
Manslaughter, crime blotter
Blotter paper mind throttle
Race my thoughts on that trip
No trippin
Search for existence
Ain't no forensics
Y'all won't get it
Psycho visions
[Hook]
I ain't never been no sheep (Nah)
I ain't never been no sheep (Not me)
If the world for the meek
Then it ain't for me
I ain't never been no sheep (Nah)
I ain't never been no sheep (Not me)
Man y'all niggas sleep
(Wake up x2)
Y'all niggas sleep
Lambs to the slaughter
Real niggas eatin
Weed got me geekin
Coke got me tweakin
Middle finger to the deacon
Two gun shots to the nigga that's preaching
Chuuch
One more for the fed and the prez
Dead in the head so I can't be killed
In the grave yard talkin backwards
Pickin flowers fuckin bastard
I'm the ruckus master
Eyes red, but fuck a chapter
This flow my genesis
That's Luther King no prince ya bitch
DMT in that swish ya bitch
Ho niggas gettin all tense and shit
Actin like they don't wanna hit the spliff
Dirty Mary Jane that pimpin shit
Holla back at my partna
That chakra my doctor
Y'all caught in the dogma
Just lost in the fog brah
(Wake up x2)
Couple sips of that truth serum
Ganja shaman them truth seers
If you'd a seen then you'd believe
I'm wide awake bitch you can dream
Rep indigo blow purple tho
That quarter pound just personal
Smoke 4, look back, now the earth is gone
Descended from ascended ones
Nothin like a nigga with skinnys on
That semi on, that Simmie on
Florida nigga my mind set
Child of the earth of writin scriptures
Fuck paintin pictures
I make the brush
You thank you did it
You didn't
Live cuz you alive
Bitch
I'm alive cuz I'm livin
They couldn't take my freedom if they put me in a prison
Spit that candy flippin
Dopamine flow
A rappin acid trip
Simple niggas ain't that trippy
Rippin verses like my lines dotted
Manslaughter, crime blotter
Blotter paper mind throttle
Race my thoughts on that trip
No trippin
Search for existence
Ain't no forensics
Y'all won't get it
Psycho visions
[Hook]
I ain't never been no sheep (Nah)
I ain't never been no sheep (Not me)
If the world for the meek
Then it ain't for me
I ain't never been no sheep (Nah)
I ain't never been no sheep (Not me)
Man y'all niggas sleep
(Wake up x2)
Y'all niggas sleep
Lambs to the slaughter
Real niggas eatin
Weed got me geekin
Coke got me tweakin
Middle finger to the deacon
Two gun shots to the nigga that's preaching
Chuuch
One more for the fed and the prez
Dead in the head so I can't be killed
In the grave yard talkin backwards
Pickin flowers fuckin bastard
I'm the ruckus master
Eyes red, but fuck a chapter
This flow my genesis
That's Luther King no prince ya bitch
DMT in that swish ya bitch
Ho niggas gettin all tense and shit
Actin like they don't wanna hit the spliff
Dirty Mary Jane that pimpin shit
Holla back at my partna
That chakra my doctor
Y'all caught in the dogma
Just lost in the fog brah
(Wake up x2)
Couple sips of that truth serum
Ganja shaman them truth seers
If you'd a seen then you'd believe
I'm wide awake bitch you can dream