Chemist Productions - Lyrical Therapy pt. 2 lyrics

Verse: Hitting Stores at the Corner Chips And Arizona Thinking bout them good times Jay Jay and Wilona Jack is Silent,b**hes wishing I would pick my phone up Kim again No Skeleton Wish that I would bone her Caucus And when that light seems the darkest And sometimes it drives me crazy I still find the need to Park it But I'm tired of them old games like a cartridge No Nintendo or Sega But I decided to Play her Player And as she Threatening to Leave And then she left And tried to patch it like the Head up on Rasheed So as I lay a track like a head of patted weave UFO up in the studio lighting that packaged weed I don't smoke but I hit it Once Life's a b**h s**s that you can only hit it once Summers here but for more then 3 months I'm in the Middle of eating This is more to me then lunch Tryna get a break fast This is more to me then brunch Brought Something New to the Table n***a order what you want Um And lines sure to be a punch Them n***as shouting they back When it's sure to be a front I'm sure you want Shakor to be a Flunk But when I say I'm going stupid in the Booth I'm not a Dunce In fact I'm so ahead of my cla** Overlapped them a couple times Turn your head and I pa** So While your head in the past I'm in the Future Like Man this dude is bright Truth coming to the Light Um And these dudes do not maneuver right On top Boy you on the bottom like a tissue wipe I Rep my city everywhere I'm at Seven Five what it is Suffland where you at Ya'll remember when they wasn't into hearing that Now I bring fire off the top like a hair relax Huh Boy I'm flyer then a teradack Stand behind every line like a Quarter back Now they stand in Line Waiting of Shakor to Rap Food for thought did you order that Huh And this experience is mind Blowing Now the watch me Where the hell is time going I'm Shinning on them like the Blinds open Life turned into a Movie Now Showing