Astro Lyrics - Singles - Mellowhype

I said niggas be takin' life too serious 

I swear my music take lives - uh, period 

Mellowhype, things are dependent-free mind-pyramids 

Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh 

They put a label on me but I see they're all clowns 

That's why I talk English and think fast 

Feel my words through the ink's last letter 

Which'll never turn his back, back catcher, I grab 

Extra magazines I'm in, to remind me of the places I've been 

Returning to visit again, me and my fuckin' friends 

Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist hurt 

Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish first 

For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme - that shit's worth 

Everything in my mental state now I'm secure, mental ways 

Dental place in my jaw for spitting raw just because 

I like to floss my talent 

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Think I'm-a wear the yellow tux at the Grammy's 

And rock out with my cock out... 

Like "who this kid think he is? " 

It's just something I've seen Prince do 

It's true... 

No matter what, I'm showing up 

Who gives a flying floating fuck 

What people say, or think? 

Cause end of the day, start of the day they all said we wouldn't get here anyway 

You blink, and Wolf Gang's in this bitch... 

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When I was a kid I wanted to be just like you 

Write my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple times 

Hoping one day it blew up so me and my niggas could shine 

I got 3 quarters and about 10 dimes 

You can split them 10's up cause both these corners are mine 

Let's fuckin' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate 

We made it, we made it, we made it and you hatin' 

Cause we made it and we made it 

And that is not an understatement (oh!) 

I put that on the people that I stay with 

Live day to day with, tour bus is the slave ship 

Niggas worked the grave shift, record clean up and play disc 

We must be misbehaving 

But the fans love it, they get the subject 

Niggas claim be rappers but don't fulfil the substance 

Fuckin rubbish, I'll dust quick 

Nothing to fuck with, I've got my hands on my balls, like my nuts itch 

I remember I first played tricks on my web shit 

And he fronted on it like... nah that shit will never work 

Ha ha ha, like what? 

Family: these 2 wrists of mine 

I had to make them gold 

You gotta let me shine... 

If you're a friend of mine 

Ask any friend of mine 

I'll never block your glow, won't curb your high 

We be, in a place they never been 

Hella Benz, for the hell of it 

In Paris Paris Paris 

White wings on desert sand 

Flyin' over the Taliban... Probably 

We be in a place they never been 

Hella Benz, for the hell of it 

In Paris Paris Paris 

White wings on desert sand 

Flyin' over the Taliban... Probably