Great Minds lyrics

I gotta tell you about something, man
What?
These mother suckas, man
I’m-I’m kinda getting sick of them, the-
(Tell me about ‘em)
They’re really bothering me
Alright, (Tell ‘em) alright right right I got you, I got you
Huh? Oh yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Lyrics En Multitude & Red the Supergiant]

These mother suckas in a gyrate-
Mind state
-been, running on a cup of water and some-
Pretzels
-getting twisted, crystal-
Digging
-for inner core in our core
In her core deep, feel beat like intercourse
Deft beckoning, get left reckoning
Vibes seismic leave guys with high eye-
Lids
-bloody and bowed, fowl scowls from fellow travelers
You don’t need specs to check, this sh*ts spectacular
Went from being just in the kitchen to being juxtapositioned
According to vestibulocochlears, we besting most dope peers
Foe to foe
Look here
We break it down while we break the sound barrier
Unheard of
Most minds think alike, this son not one with the herd of
Ones with the word of the next one
Break necks son to give perspective to the perplexed ones