DE-BRAINED lyrics

[Intro]
PYRXCITER

[Verse 1: PYRXCITER]
[?]
Really wanna know what I'm thinkin' about in my cranium, I feel crazy
[?] A.D.H.D, I feel lazy
[?] and my old friends f*ckin' hate me
[?] thinkin' about how to really break me
Takin' my [?]
[?]
[?]
That's when I cut them off
[?], I'm takin' off
I eat the beat like Stroganoff
I'm on my way to be a boss
I snort the coke, I f*ckin cough
With the game, I'm playin' golf, manager
Sorry but that's how big yo' shorty said you were
Call my hitters [?] the cellular
83 [?]
It don't take a bit of sweat to set you up
[?] be a motherf*ckin' sport
Then big 83 got the golden [?]

[Hook: PYRXCITER]
I did it all, can't settle for less
Gotta get my sh*t together, I know I'm a mess
Nothin' to lose [?] before your dead
If I did, would it matter in the end?
[Verse 2: 83HADES]
83
Uh, f*ck you think this was?
[?]
b*tch I'm sellin' guns, I got lots of funds
Choppa put a hole in his lung
They ain't really down with the [?]
And I'm chokin' that b*tch, got her fiendin' for air
[?] and now I'm runnin' high like I don't even care
You cannot compare us, it's not even fair
He look like a clown, I take him to the fair
The pus*y, I pound it, that sh*t [?] and tear
And i'ma need over 1000 a verse
He talked on the gang, now his ass in a hearse
He ain't used to the streets, that boy walked to his [?]
You faggots be snitches, so I [?]
We-We pullin' the plug, let me grab him a nurse
Can't play with them demons, yo' ass gon' get cursed
Bullets, bullets [?] in her purse
[?], sh*t gettin' worse
[?] deep in the dirt
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