Luvamaxin

[Verse 1: Breezly Brewin]
You're sick and tired, work be thick and fired be a possibility
You wonder why you stay the higher pay, it's not the skill
It be that ass lickin, but you're past stickin to your lonely
And you're out, you're flyin home
They wonder why you're only into Red Bull
Until you're fed bull until your doom
And then you're layin in your vomit, laid up, bathin 'til you're [?]
Brain in 2 gods, the boss all in you exercise the gluttony
The other higher up, and see you beggin, daddy cuttin me
Slackin subtly back into the land of corporations
48 hours, release, regression, recuperation
It be just couple days in the ways of weekend warriors
I'm sure y'all brothers know a couple stories of the lovers of the maxin

[Chorus]
Strictly (strictly) for the love of maxin
(x3)
Honey light the match and puff a whole sack and chill

[Verse 2: Breezly Brewin]
Every now and then you shower in the steaming water
Open pores, rather lathered, screamin for the open source
That you're baptized, they souls needin healin
Bleedin, feelin all that grimy shitty
Calm and crimy city, stuff like that rhymes
You gets to singin, take advantage of acoustics
Rush your thinkin, ready now to do your damage, feelin too slick
Somethin of sex machine, vexed, and fiend for the mess
And gimme [?], lemme take out this aggression
Bust it, who needs the borin love affair, you're havin none of it
Your goals, the whole 9, toss that 6 in front of it
She'll be lovin it, a portion of contortion is exerted (Why?)
Because the pleasure of the pain never hurt it
(You're perverted) But you'd rather call it innovatin
Statin that you never had minute when the matin wasn't great
And it's a time when hittin hard below the belt can get rewarded
Honey's scarred happily
'Cause you're applauded being lover of the maxin

[Chorus]
Strictly (strictly) for the love of maxin
[x3]
Jump into the sack and hit it from the back and chill

[Verse 3: Breezly Brewin]
More and more we must cover our backs
And it seems like everyday another brother packs
And some feel the pressure and the go discover cracks, and
But me, I strictly exercise the love of maxin
You seein racism, OJ, and laced ism
No pay and moms beefin, brats riffin
Bomb grief and gats clickin
Kids buggin, glocked down, with bitch stuck in lockdown
The dollar wantin preachers, the scholar frontin teachers
The gold digger fine hoes, the bold nigga winos
The jacks, and the taxings, the brother beatin 5-0s
The hastles, the castles that we won't ever live in
The thought of Tyson if he never stepped to Robin Givens
Somebody say "call me right back," the answer is she pick up
You scoop a honey, she's with it, that coochie need a stick up
Mistakes brothers makin when you see the Knicks losin
Thinkin back to rubbers breakin 'cause you feel the dick oozin
Now, how could you see the guzzlin puzzlin
If your mans forever booted, I'm sayin it's therapeutic
See, and I ain't proud to say that I indulge in the prescription
The summin, the numbin
But I keep it comin, wishin for the love of maxin

[Chorus]
Strictly (strictly) for the love of maxin
[x3]
Honey light the match and puff a whole sack, and chill
Strictly (strictly) for the love of maxin
[x3]
Jump into the sack and hit it from the back, and chill