Ron-Loc - "Skitzo Status" Lyrics lyrics

I'm Ron Loc by way of bad a** Oxnard Die for I let another men pull my cord n***as think its all talk till I push up on em First I dare a mutha funk a rap back then dome em Lyrically with the squabbles I be on my job Hysterically how I laugh at n***as chasing the squad Album cover for my mobile app called iRap Grown maggots in a spider web how I trap sh**ted on the top rappers don't feel they spit No nuts no respond fuc* it no mo diss New hardware update the way I bang Demonstrate the perfectly orchestrates way I slang That new west rap perspective in the ears of the streets Ski mask a white sheet sawed off where you see Eyes mixed with ya brain thin air through skull Top of ya spinal cord smoking like the barrel that's war Tall dark and gangsta night sky and stars Represent the way I be smashing as I snipe with the bars Nigha money power and fame caint touch my sk**s It's an equator size line between the wac* and the real Bitcj I'm musically inclined not trying to be famous Lyrical head shot empty stomach and brain through an*s Painted hay nest descriptions through the early days of my rhymes Got on the grind ni**as hated me like a swazstika sign My project defined a state of mind from walking through flame My work ethic is a reflection of releasing the same Energy I was holding in From questions that the cheating muthafuc*s seem to go a hundred years without answering I spent like seven years straight working for people that doctors diagnosed certified skitzofrantics Ex addicts and some just born that way It's a meaning for every letter times the words I say You ever think about what's going through the mind that's on medication body sitting in the corner shaking Eye balls glued to the back of they head Wishing a mutha funk a would not write they chec* I'm a set the trap Y'all n***as watch and don't say sh** First ni**a inhale first ni**a get hit I hate these rap ni**as no bullsh** Watch I'm a reel em in ni**a just don't miss I want to detox of medication Just as soon as I get off probation I'm a go in a million dollar vacation And starve every muthaf**a thinking I'm faking By Ronald R. Kilbert