Tics tourette syndrome by MCALI Lyrics
(verse 1):
Changes needs to be made this tics got wired on my head
I need to get my head straight it's not to late
But the sooner the better man that would be great
Wakin' up no Tourette syndrome when i get married hope
It does not get in my chromosome so better fight
Tonight in spite of the difficulty it's war gotta
Win the battle make it right it's like i got wires on
All over my brain remote controlled I'm no slave i better
Maintain and don't drain my brain i better get my composure
Relax and refrain from the lane that got me
Insane better muster all my might
The success would be rewarding man that's all alright
So let this be the last time ever
Before it continues and so i blast my rhyme forever
Expressing my thoughts on
Let persistence continue on
Pray to God The General to help me the soldier to prevail
On and fight with all my might
I better rip my plugs and wires i ain't no slave machine
I mean i got a soul
So i better wake up and have self control
(chorus) x2:
Every time i get with the tics
Its got to go even though
It's hard i better grow
And i know i can do it no givin' in
I'm a grown up come on look at the goatee on my chin
(Verse 2):
Even though it's just a simple petty habit
I gotta do it for the sake of self control
I mean if it's petty then I gotta be stronger
I can't take it any longer it's got to go yo
I'm not getting any younger you know also
I ain't doing it solo i need God
The Almighty so let's break the habit now
Flush down the waste and clean up but how
It's simple just do it and God will help
Rely on Him and you'll win
Work and sweat out the nasty habit and dry yourself
And throw it in the bin
Don't let this filthy habit be a kin
I mean i got a soul
So i better wake up and have self control
(chorus) x2:
Every time i get with the tics
Its got to go even though
It's hard i better grow
And i know i can do it no givin' in
I'm a grown up come on look at the goatee on my chin
Changes needs to be made this tics got wired on my head
I need to get my head straight it's not to late
But the sooner the better man that would be great
Wakin' up no Tourette syndrome when i get married hope
It does not get in my chromosome so better fight
Tonight in spite of the difficulty it's war gotta
Win the battle make it right it's like i got wires on
All over my brain remote controlled I'm no slave i better
Maintain and don't drain my brain i better get my composure
Relax and refrain from the lane that got me
Insane better muster all my might
The success would be rewarding man that's all alright
So let this be the last time ever
Before it continues and so i blast my rhyme forever
Expressing my thoughts on
Let persistence continue on
Pray to God The General to help me the soldier to prevail
On and fight with all my might
I better rip my plugs and wires i ain't no slave machine
I mean i got a soul
So i better wake up and have self control
(chorus) x2:
Every time i get with the tics
Its got to go even though
It's hard i better grow
And i know i can do it no givin' in
I'm a grown up come on look at the goatee on my chin
(Verse 2):
Even though it's just a simple petty habit
I gotta do it for the sake of self control
I mean if it's petty then I gotta be stronger
I can't take it any longer it's got to go yo
I'm not getting any younger you know also
I ain't doing it solo i need God
The Almighty so let's break the habit now
Flush down the waste and clean up but how
It's simple just do it and God will help
Rely on Him and you'll win
Work and sweat out the nasty habit and dry yourself
And throw it in the bin
Don't let this filthy habit be a kin
I mean i got a soul
So i better wake up and have self control
(chorus) x2:
Every time i get with the tics
Its got to go even though
It's hard i better grow
And i know i can do it no givin' in
I'm a grown up come on look at the goatee on my chin