Hypnotized
Aha Gazelle
GENRE
[Intro]
Cool
[Chorus]
I hope you see the signs
I hope you recognize
I hope you read the finer print
I hope you know your lines
I hope you ready for that action, 'cause it's camera time
I hope that you can handle yours, the way I handle mine
Now open up your mind
It's time to take a ride
Let go of what you thought you knew, 'cause you been hypnotized
Yeah, you fell for the lies
The twinkle in your eyes
[Verse 1: Aha Gazelle]
[?]
Gotta watch this, where I go
Huddle up this world is cold
Got a grip like on my soul
Got caps-lock on your flow
Don't say now, but we know
That you not friеnd, you foe
Don't play 'round like we bros
Don't play 'round likе we bros
We not the same, got different goals
Welcome to the pros
Your crossed a line, you outta bounds
Need to watch your toes
When they can't score, they start the fire
But that's just how it goes, goes, goes, goes
These days I demand respect
Too scared to face me [?]
It's why they talkin' out the side of they neck
If I don't break it down, I'm gonna lose it
A lot of things that they not gonna get
The real supervillains working in labs
Static up against trappin' and [?]
Bad game of fetch, can't nobody catch
Got the kids, tryna rep the projects
Build the car wash to clean the money
Real gangsta's know how to start it
Start a church, start getting tithes
Like your friends a lawyer, ya know Jesus coming
Short hands, if you weren't surprised
That .45 ain't payin' nothing
[Verse 2: Parris Chariz]
Look
.45 ain't pay, but 45 still paid
God move in mysterious ways
They still not hearing the wave
Mask off, wear a mysterio face
Everyone ain't gonna believe this
Pride [?]
Throw it up like bulimics
Real crooks ain't sellin' dope
I was around all hell and hope
Thin line between [?] and pros
That shouldn't be possible
We gave up hella food
They gave us pot to smoke
We tried to crack the code
They gave us lots of coke
Dirty [?] I hear them screaming
March Madness brackets gleamin'
They split my heart in pieces
The final for this season
I gave up half of all my hope
I turned my back to freedom
I gotta pay to save my business, still in business evil
These days I demand my chips
God save 'em, we stuck in the street
Lord willin' I get my peace, and don't gotta use my piece
I bought a chain of [?], and can't make sense of that
They heard us speaking out the truth, and then they censored that
[Chorus: Aha Gazelle]
I hope you see the signs
I hope you recognize
I hope you read the finer print
I hope you know your lines
I hope you ready for that action, 'cause it's camera time
I hope that you can handle yours, the way I handle mine
Now open up your mind
It's time to take a ride
Let go of what you thought you knew, 'cause you been hypnotized
Yeah, you fell for the lies
The twinkle in your eyes
[Outro: Parris Chariz]
Look
I was asleep in the projects
Thank God I ain't die yet, huh
I ain't no convict, but they say I'm a prospect, huh
You couldn't put fear in me until they took deniro
Look
Change the scenario, now I'm on your stereo
Now I'm back up in the booth, it ain't no photo ops
Real slick when I'm showing out
My brotha had to lay his bricks down so he could build a house
He made a nuthin' outta something just from word of mouth
This world is ludicrous, P
Cool
[Chorus]
I hope you see the signs
I hope you recognize
I hope you read the finer print
I hope you know your lines
I hope you ready for that action, 'cause it's camera time
I hope that you can handle yours, the way I handle mine
Now open up your mind
It's time to take a ride
Let go of what you thought you knew, 'cause you been hypnotized
Yeah, you fell for the lies
The twinkle in your eyes
[Verse 1: Aha Gazelle]
[?]
Gotta watch this, where I go
Huddle up this world is cold
Got a grip like on my soul
Got caps-lock on your flow
Don't say now, but we know
That you not friеnd, you foe
Don't play 'round like we bros
Don't play 'round likе we bros
We not the same, got different goals
Welcome to the pros
Your crossed a line, you outta bounds
Need to watch your toes
When they can't score, they start the fire
But that's just how it goes, goes, goes, goes
These days I demand respect
Too scared to face me [?]
It's why they talkin' out the side of they neck
If I don't break it down, I'm gonna lose it
A lot of things that they not gonna get
The real supervillains working in labs
Static up against trappin' and [?]
Bad game of fetch, can't nobody catch
Got the kids, tryna rep the projects
Build the car wash to clean the money
Real gangsta's know how to start it
Start a church, start getting tithes
Like your friends a lawyer, ya know Jesus coming
Short hands, if you weren't surprised
That .45 ain't payin' nothing
[Verse 2: Parris Chariz]
Look
.45 ain't pay, but 45 still paid
God move in mysterious ways
They still not hearing the wave
Mask off, wear a mysterio face
Everyone ain't gonna believe this
Pride [?]
Throw it up like bulimics
Real crooks ain't sellin' dope
I was around all hell and hope
Thin line between [?] and pros
That shouldn't be possible
We gave up hella food
They gave us pot to smoke
We tried to crack the code
They gave us lots of coke
Dirty [?] I hear them screaming
March Madness brackets gleamin'
They split my heart in pieces
The final for this season
I gave up half of all my hope
I turned my back to freedom
I gotta pay to save my business, still in business evil
These days I demand my chips
God save 'em, we stuck in the street
Lord willin' I get my peace, and don't gotta use my piece
I bought a chain of [?], and can't make sense of that
They heard us speaking out the truth, and then they censored that
[Chorus: Aha Gazelle]
I hope you see the signs
I hope you recognize
I hope you read the finer print
I hope you know your lines
I hope you ready for that action, 'cause it's camera time
I hope that you can handle yours, the way I handle mine
Now open up your mind
It's time to take a ride
Let go of what you thought you knew, 'cause you been hypnotized
Yeah, you fell for the lies
The twinkle in your eyes
[Outro: Parris Chariz]
Look
I was asleep in the projects
Thank God I ain't die yet, huh
I ain't no convict, but they say I'm a prospect, huh
You couldn't put fear in me until they took deniro
Look
Change the scenario, now I'm on your stereo
Now I'm back up in the booth, it ain't no photo ops
Real slick when I'm showing out
My brotha had to lay his bricks down so he could build a house
He made a nuthin' outta something just from word of mouth
This world is ludicrous, P
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