FUN FACTS - Single

[Hook]
Fun fact, I’ve been falling on the concrete! Aaah! So my bones are collapsed already
Lungs Act, like I was born smokin’ bongchies, Aaah! I don’t fear holding blunts rocksteady
Some rats, caught sayin’ I’m a wrong lead, Aaah! I’m the game itself fuck hip hop heading
Run that, sick and tired of the wrong reach, Aaah! Now you see my gun pop Delhi!

[Verse 1]
I’m a drunk man’s will to drink enough in the night
I’m the fun practice of superhumans who fly
I’m the one tactic you gotta play to survive
I’m the Alpha, Omega from the front to behind
I’m the ever beat decision of a rich man’s life
I’m the space among the stars in the space in the sky
I’m the boost of coke that you feel on the high
I’m the jackpot you crack not in casino fights!
I’m the blood of a black man and skin of a white
I’m dead man’s will yo be fucking alive
His wish of death when he was alive
I was born brown watching from the third of my eyes
Loyalty is just a myth, i’m the only truth alive
I’m the death of Escobar, I’m the birth of his child
I’m the negative in neutrons and positive in protons i claim! I’m the only fucker god alike

[Hook]
Fun fact, I’ve been falling on the concrete! Aaah! So my bones are collapsed already
Lungs Act, like I was born smokin’ bongchies, Aaah! I don’t fear holding blunts rocksteady
Some rats, caught sayin’ I’m a wrong lead, Aaah! I’m the game itself fuck hip hop heading
Run that, sick and tired of the wrong reach, Aaah! Now you see my gun pop Delhi!

[Verse 2]
You can compare to a man who you think is possessed
‘Cause I do picture devil in my mind and feel obsessed
I love the smell of blood and way ‘em witches eat the flesh
I show my back to mirror take a look and see my chest!
I’m oblivious of the world that is parallel
Took a trip flyin’ on my own fuckin’ pedestal
Symphony erotic on my ears was so magical
I brung a piece along tight tied that’s the caliber!
Y’all watch through the floor, my ability radical
Roots under roots like an animal in animal
Deeper than the aura of an old man’s teach
I’m really done tellin’ y’all fuckers y’all can’t reach!
I’m the psychedelic hyperactive zone of a brain
My receptors don’t react upon the simple and plain
So don’t be bragging y’all that I’m this and I’m that
I’m the infinite energy that’ll fuck up ya head!

[Hook]
Fun fact, I’ve been falling on the concrete! Aaah! So my bones are collapsed already
Lungs Act, like I was born smokin’ bongchies, Aaah! I don’t fear holding blunts rocksteady
Some rats, caught sayin’ I’m a wrong lead, Aaah! I’m the game itself fuck hip hop heading
Run that, sick and tired of the wrong reach, Aaah! Now you see my gun pop Delhi!

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