[Verse 1 Jazz Tha Process] Shouldve been back home with my moma, instead Im loosing sleep in the studio Still put in work for the comas with a ride or die like its rodeo and she wake up with no make up on she still got a face thatll get you stoned, were up in the AM finna crack the done She aint tranna go home until I finish this song And Im zoned out no doubt, took a wrong turn now Im on a road with no route Im in a room with no sounds, but I hear my medulla oblongata rocking shows now Out of this world, cropping the circles and fuck it this planet is flat, so dont tell me Im going in circles [Bridge Jazz Tha Process] Break free its on tonight, were about to rave for life, lost kids in this cold world run into the wild x4 [Hook Jazz Tha Process X Natalie Mile] Give me life, its getting lonely in this prison, holy is the mission Give me life, dont know which way to follow, cant see me drop the bottle [Verse 2 Jazz Tha Process] And Im on to something break it, made it way deep I go through the mountains Drop the bass, we blew the base, they fuckn fake, they rust and ache man I threw them out then Made it through without them, straight outta hell, made it look so cute in Compton, summer fruits and fountains Jump and shoot without the boots swish the hoops like C the captain You cant see the captain, behind these bars you can hear the captives Actavis, now my shit is active, she want that holy water I can be the baptist Im winning like tournaments Money talks, you aint winning no arguments Man Im picking my life up, Im flipping this shit like a whip on the curb with a Saudi kid [Bridge Jazz Tha Process] Break free its on tonight, were about to rave for life, lost kids in this cold world run into the wild x4 [Hook Jazz Tha Process X Natalie Mile] Give me life, its getting lonely in this prison, holy is the mission Give me life, dont know which way to follow, cant seem to drop the bottle [Verse 3 Jazz Tha Process] Bigger timer like a bigger ben, Flooding the game like the Philippines, Im with the sharks you a dolphin, blowing shit up like a Taliban Been making these hits in the factory, up in your bitchs anatomy, she workin that ass with no salary, she giving me brains like academies Cuz I be on that loud shit you know I aint get shit you say, If she back it up and take it off she are free to stay Wining wining just like we the bestest, we aint clicking like the mouse is missing, lethal weapon thats a smith and wesson man I give you a session Producing my music, recording my new shit, Im mixing my album, Im filming the movies, Im killing the fashion, designing the movement, I plan and I manage so fuck a recruitment, I want it Ill do it, wont wait for the crew, If they doubting bet I witness them losing, been doing it all on my own, better keep your throne, man I am through with this
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