Psychic Kids - Advance SP (feat. Pat the Azmatic, Kirk & SMITH.b)
That boy advance ain't no game quit playing
That's a pocket monster, other got the cartridge hanging
Like an OG GB clip in the SP
A, B, two hits reduce your face to SD
Getchu touched with the stick that's a DS
Believe threats, they mean death, pop your melon til there ain't no seeds left
We take bets like whose it gonna be next
To meet us at the end of their quest and choose the sea's breath
It'd be less painful, roll with the old faithful
If we're being real I'm prolly the least hateful
You'll ever meet, but still make your feet spin if you step wrong
Smack you so hard make your neck lean like you slept wrong
You think you slept on but you don't know that you melatonin
Play the next song, change it up boy the ceilings open
Yeah you can flex on, just know that you sounding broken
Record, play the game and die knowing your just a token
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
About to change the game, I suggest ya save progress
There ain't no health potion gonna save you from my armies
Target on my back cause they know I bring bombardments
When I drop em from the sky it bring down ya whole party
Im the final boss, man you stuck in the tutorial
Pulled out the deck to the grave foolish burial
I ain't ever heard you and nobody been scurred of you
My homies float alone, moving fast like the current do
Won't say a word to dude, delete em for the currency
Impurities all in my system it occurred to me
You can make digits off of glitches, and uncertainty
switching up the cartridges bigger ones do surgery
Killing spree, the villainy I feel never fulfilling me
You think I'm on a frenzy now I'm about to break the ceiling g
The roof can't contain all the pain I'm feeling these
Dudes bout to see game over, read the eulogy
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
I got 7 different buttons and you tryina push em all
I want your rubies and your emeralds, berries and ya Pokemons
The Yu-Gi-Oh is stacked against ya, Minish Cap has got you small,
There is no focus to ya fusion, got ya cartridge in the draw
No Weapons Left! Hit you with a high flying press
Hit you with the tunder to the neck. I put aside regret
I pick apart the edges of revenge
While I'm planning out the steps to hit the end
Tell me when the cartridge in
Tried to tell ya I'm a demon with tail,
That I'm a boulder in a gale an' you a ship without a sail
Uh, I prevail, you just bitch and sit a spell
There are W's in fails, buy you just choose to take the L
You a bitch! Get the fucking picture get a grip
See the apparitions when I shift
Smoke 'em ina spilff
Fold em like advances when I flip, it's different packages for different kinda shit
Yaaaaaaa
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
You think you slept on but you don't know that you're melatonin
Written by:
Bryce Smith, James Kirk, Patrick Cummings
Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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