Gravy Baby - Tripped Out lyrics

[Intro: Gravy Baby] Alright...Alright, it's like, what? [Verse 1: Gravy Baby] Yeah, I think it's happened again Beat came on started rappin' again I found myself on the mic with a pad and a pen I drop thoughts from my mind cause this sh** never ends I'm like a boat in the ocean the way I be floatin' The words that I'm spoken are vivid and potent My third eye's open and put my life into motion As the world was revolvin' I kept my mind open and hopin' I could kick back and make tracks Sold manifest that's a f**in' chit chat Too much this and that c*nts burin' now, I'm everything they lack I'm not freeze after park home run Like how the f** did I do that? Bally pulls down with a baseball bat c*nts just face that I k** tracks, like blah This is semi-automatic rap Cones 'til my dome go demon on the track I'm immortal with the technique at the point of no return Hip-hops my life and there's no turning back I get dizzy like a rascal, bro My chick I need me on my beat blowing chopper, what? I'm comin' to see ya, what? I'm coming to see ya Bro shut the f** Imma tell ya where to meet ya c*nt droppin' off, it's like I ordered pizza See fans on the street; "Hi, nice to meet ya YouTube videos; that's where I seen ya Keep doing what you do, yeah, k**ing the scene man." And that's what's up Like where the f** would I be without you c*nts? [Verse 2: Gravy Baby] Alright Gravy... Baby We go demon on this sh** I don't know why Alright, yeah Okay, let me break down this beat A beast in my tep with eye Horas like tattooed hieroglyphs No rest in ya peace Legends in my presence like I resurrected the deceased Wait, what the f** I said? Legends in my presence like I resurrected the deceased Cause it's Southwest to the d**h, bro Soos c*nts like d**h row Any last words? Lethally inject bro Rap 360, f** a metro New type of sound, let me take you through the steps bro; First I dismantle my thoughts and then I enter different depths, oh Enter souls that I f**ing own Now I'm just talkin' 'bout psychadelics Mixed with a microphone I go bonkers yo, b**hes lose control When they hear me drop fir flow Get 'em wet deadset just to let you know I get 'em wet deadset just to let you know "You're on your way mate!" That's all I hear these c*nts say Down under home grown, but you never hear me say 'G'day" Dumb c*nts, I spit Sydney slang Yeah man, a drop of eshays Like Sydeny Serchaz back in the day Like Sydeny Serchaz back in the day Wait, hold up I tell this c*nt "It's all gravy baby!" Wait, wait I tell him again "It's all gravy baby!" Tries to blaze and my fans keep tellin' me Keep the blaze alive these opposite weeds I will G-Shock c*nts like I spit the Red Sea Feel my force like I'm the next King to beat [Outro: Gravy Baby] Yeah, alright This is what we do you know? Southwest All the areas All the c*nts listening to this sh**, you know what I mean? Shoutout Bang Gravy make it bang What? I make it bang f** it! You know what I mean? Tripped Out sh**, new sh**, I don't know Just sounded good I don't know Hahaha! Haha! Yeah Yeah