Chief Aleel - 80s Heathen lyrics

[Intro] So God dam ugly Ohh you ugly [Verse1: Chief Aleel] Im a moth f**in Rebellion Eloquent Ima ride around on my elephant Let it stomp on your head with no hesitance I Just Invested in what I'm guessing is over 9000 power levels If this sh** don't work Ima go die quick with my 3rd eye ripped and sign with the devil Thats a heaven for the ghetto Need a brake and a new pedal Gonna crash my whip into a couple fruity fellows Don't stop for the cop never showing love for opps Still rocking with the cool co*ky codeine colored socks I got 99 problems and they're all really gay Anything i say will deteriorate your peers on any day Pause. Run that back, let me get a replay This the type of sh** you would get time outs for in pre k Notes pinned against ya shirt Rap with pens and live to curse predict to be a dick and spit the sickest sh** on any verse Hell yea f** that Money is the answer If i was born to be a. Loser Magic Johnson caught the cancer A bunch of peons and some posers Im getting so way much older My thoughts are becoming bolder Two devils up on my shoulders My self conscience is obnoxious Everything just sounds like nonsense Everything is just accelerating faster then most a**umed If i die in the blink of an eye keep my casket in my room [Verse2: Chief Aleel] Im the best you never heard of Writing my name in cursive Probably getting nervous getting blow jobs at a circus Its urgent that i quickly submerge from out of the suburbs Strike a pose with Sarah Silverman And whisper that i lover her I love you baby You know this funny black boy crazy Ill do anything that short of being kinda gay or shady From the day that shady amazed me Realized nothing will phase me or my day dream Im just on an acid trip attempting to trip out safely Pray to based god that we will all reach our destinations so safely Keep forgetting I'm the only one still trying to live inside the 80s Ive hated everything like everything Look for melodies f** formalities Were hollering from slanted rooftops Busted a brand new blasted boom box Dropped a tab and tapped into my true God Rockin tube socks Its the cool guy Who gets tipsy off of two shots Then bull sh**s and cusses a couple of fusses with eruption then gets stuffed up in the oven its nothing to my a**umptions No I'm bluffing its something that turned out to be another disgusting discussion Exaggerating everything i see Use to get so weak inside the knees every time it was time to inhale some thc But please believe the chief in me when i strictly speak that I've had some time to practice and balance with the forest and the gorgeous trees Spark My Blunt up on the roof I say I'll Share but never do Spark my blunt up on the roof Only Matching with my crew