Exile - Think Happy Thoughts and Keep Your Hoes in Check lyrics

[Part I: Think Happy Thoughts] [Intro] (Think happy thoughts) [x4] [Verse 1] The shrink asked what I see in this ink splatter ("What do you see in this ink splatter?") Thinking how do blotches of ink matter? With all the fluoride and lead inside of my sink water Infecting the way that I think and leaving my dreams altered Who ordered this melancholy and somber?("Who ordered this melancholy and somber?") Recordings of melancholy, I'm on the Brink of yelling, I figure I'll tell somebody Pardon, the clouds after brainstorming is hella cloudy I know there's a shell around me I figured you'd never find me I figured I'll tell you somebody close to me told me I should [Hook] (Think happy thoughts) My momma said I should (Think happy thoughts) And the Dalai Lama said I should (Think happy thoughts) When that bullsh** just cross your mind, sometimes it cross your mind Hoe a** bullsh** just cross your mind, sometimes it cross your mind [Verse 2] Yo who ordered this melancholy and somber?("Who ordered this melancholy and somber?") Drama, my momma told me think happy thoughts and don't tell nobody Deep secrets so breath deep and keep secrets Loose lips blow chances at goodbye kisses in Kansas As tears from the song cry drys, quenching the matches That set heart to flame and liquids for candlelit rituals(?) Now Thanksgiving so different, you vanished, Grannie, I miss you I wish you were here here (Chill (?) like you (?)) [Bridge] I ran a cool cool breeze whistling in still air Whispering "Shhh... it's okay" But it ain't okay, no it ain't okay Sometimes, when your face come across my mind I try to [Hook] (Think happy thoughts) My momma said I should (Think happy thoughts) And the Dalai Lama said I should (Think happy thoughts) When that bullsh** just cross your mind, sometimes it cross your mind Punk a** bullsh** just cross your mind, sometimes it cross your mind When that bullsh** just cross your mind, sometimes it cross your mind Punk a** bullsh**... (Think happy thoughts...) [Skit] Fellowship (Woo!) In the morning (Yes sir! Yes lord!) Around 12 o'clock (Yes sir! Thank you! Praise him!) Afternoon( Yes sir! Praise him!) At night( Every day! Praise him! Praise him!) (Fellow-ship) Aye kenny! Yo kenny wake up man! [Part II: Keep Your Hoes in Check] [Verse 1] Told my, told my homie Raf to keep his hoes in check And keep old gold electric soul on deck We ten toes and two floors deep(?) Shoutout to cold chief(?) that n***a nice, don't sleep Shoutout to E&J drink BSOP(?) My homies on, my homie ask to keep they hoes in check And keep some cold DS on both decks - yep! Humble til I mumble thunder under my breath And even as a young'n was a son of a tech It's funny how a burner(?) raise so much of my stress That's not how I function from sun up to set But I be high til it sets aside government checks I be lying face up , let the sun hit my flesh What a wonderful day, to be under the rays Roll a blunt and flash the other when I come to the stage When I come to the stage, all the s**ers wither down Allergic to the sound of a bunch of (?) Bravo, bravo, roses, bouquet I like my liquor neat, now you can hold the O'Shea's "That's ice cubes, geek" Man, get the f** out my way! I had the b**h slapping Kathy, I gave Hoda some game like Yo Hoda... You need to keep your hoes in check My n***a India Soul keep her hoes in cheek My homie Feefee know to keep her hoes in check My n***a Quelle Life keep his hoes in check My Jesus Beast O keep his hoes in check And Joe the Teacher know to keep his hoes in check How bout we get mad English, get this dough upset Hol up [Skit 2] Do you procrastinate? (I'm just so tired) Well are you overweight? (Oh) Are you losing hair (Ah!) Is it overstressed? (He spills!)? Does your road to success have a culdesac? Well... You need to keep your hoes in check [Outro] f** you mean I can't put head on the rider(?) I told Jay Kim to put Winona on the Ryder f** you mean I can't put head on the rider(?) Rent don't care about a f**ing blog write up So Imma have to call you back, I'm all tied up I'm f**ing with this (?) we can all get bread I'm talking mad English, get this dough upset You need to get your hoes in check (check check)