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Bad News Brown (Gamin Journal) (Feat. Matt Gamin)It's secretBad news brown Took me down Why can't you ever be- [Matt Gamin:] PSDs, I wrote fickle bills Keep my psychosis dill pickle In public Disturbing, self-commited to curse Verses nurse my nerves I'm not civil, speaking in the third Imaginary people, I'm unstable 'Cause I can't fuck with feeble Simple shit, make my personality split into triplicate Fuck rehab, I keep niggas on the nuts with kneepads Normally, MC for me, with the oratory tracks Can put more Zs in your blood stream Than benzos and thorazine Whether you claim to be saying don't really mean shit You can stop praying and start brown nostrel groveling For doctors to throttle that ass With klonopin. Catch and release Goldie swan divas Back in the streets like Whitney Dehydrated and dizzy, with no spit Just sad beats and bad weaves Awkward threw me something certifiable Hot off the dub thrust Thought I was King Jorje Addressing my loyal subjects like hotep In the institute I don't want to share it with the group With rappers tinted like Billy Vivid Till they growl silly livid Emergency, escort him to infirmary He can't deal with the treatment Got a lot of demons that keep his chemicals uneven It's better to leave him in a REM state They stab him anyway Hollering about meritocracy Over errant talk show boats and mockeries I'd rather stay boxed in the loonie bin Under lock and key You can call me crazy aura Cali caliphate, like my name was Ron Monodes [Open Mike Eagle:] Let me just No good clown Turn me down Nobody's left singing |