Poptart Pete - Thoughtless Mind lyrics

[INTRO: DeadCrow] Thoughtless mind that is lost in time Wanting to splurge on Lacoste, but it cost a dime Plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars Id rather not buy, puff lye [Verse 1: DeadCrow] Since I was in school they asked whats the definition Of repetition, I told them it was doing the same thing That you did the day before, & the day before that Reminiscing, inhaling spliffs in I sit & think, don't blink but drink till I can't think Need to relax my alter ego, but I can't shrink So, relax & roll, relapse & go sell your soul for the gold That's what I'mma do, till my heart hits its toll Hit this though, lets get this dough Like Pillsbury, I got pills buried & mad hyrdo Under the mattress I sleep in, creep in, in the evening Like a mad pyro, catch me steaming while I'm scheming Live streaming, through your monitor Check the thermometer son, cause I'm feeling like the sun beaming Cum, semen, on the cement, I relent Cumming in this demon one dark evening I repent, this deep end I'm drowning in with these thoughts of millions crowning him The d**h lord of rap, & shunning those who are doubting him Best gore in fact, you get it whenever I'm out again Best worn detached head controlling this diaphragm [Hook: DeadCrow] Thoughtless mind that is lost in time Wanting to splurge on Lacoste, but it cost a dime Plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars Id rather not buy, puff lye, till I got puff eyes Its Thug life, with two fingers up, f** life Since day one I've been picked on like a bugs life Dwell on weed & cigs when I feel the pressure Cause I don't have weed or cigs, feel leisurely lesser [Verse 2: DeadCrow] A prophets vision for the profits dished in Dishing this pot on the block filled with these politicians Thinking they omniscient, but dont know How we roll, from zero dineros to pots to fit in Pots to piss in, cops to diss him & they all up on the block with they Glocks clocked & eyes co*ked Waiting to break me down like a chop shop But they ain't gone dick me down like a co*k block, cause f** cops Losing integrity, on this booze & the celery Thinking I should'a went to college for a boost in the salary But then i think again while I'm sitting sipping this Heineken Doing this coke line again, losing this oxygen Its a lions den, a cruel world Third eyes be eyeing him, soon to be a puppet of the pirating Like sh** really can't worsen & they say selling ones souls is evil, well I hope its the worst sin [Hook: DeadCrow] Thoughtless mind that is lost in time Wanting to splurge on Lacoste, but it cost a dime Plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars Id rather not buy, puff lye, till I got puff eyes Thug life, with two fingers up, f** life Since day one I've been picked on like a bugs life Dwell on weed & cigs when I feel the pressure Cause I don't have weed or cigs, feel leisurely lesser