Na$ty Nick - Lucid Lucifa lyrics

[Verse 1] Who's on my a** when I'm driving down I-95 I'm kinda live, I'm hype and jive I can snipe and drive too nice with the multitasking loud spitta bet the neighbors heard me spazzing bet the haters lost they pa**ion imma toss the gra** and I'm a boss when active get off your a** and practice and touching my mic is like grabbing a cactus east side of the atlas is where n***as straight catallactis matter of fact it's NA$TY thrashing like he always do in 98' I had a hallway crew spitting cyphers all we do at home or up in Arby's too like look hoe cakes I want that number 5 with fries on the side not supersize in a jump before my hooptie ride my n***as is deep who yall box me my arms too tall and when you leave your crib your b**h be s**ing on my two balls and when she leave the crib I'm coming through it with that U-Hual take everything but your blue walls the heaviest flow ready to blow feel like I rap with blue balls I'm too explicit it's tradition to rip sh** leaving em blue like on some crip sh** cuz when I spit sh** I just maneuver to Lucid Lucifa for broover [Verse 2] Hated cuz I'm always sedated faded as snow and like my soundcloud I just upgraded to a pro but f** being famous I hate radio promo I burn a list of n***as I ain't f**ing with no more I got too many hoes and plenty flows I keep that on the low cuz thieves come in all shapes and forms don't you know but I'm a calm cat cuz I pa** collect go that 64 palm raps smack yo wack flow check the board of rap before the rap I was still flamboyant I got appointments you just a disappointment burning and scurning cats on accident grab your ointment wish I was jointless why is life so pointless sorry to spoil it I write my rhymes on the toilet with my washed up attitude but they think I'm the royalist why you spit a 12 and then a 8 shooter I just maneuver to Lucid Lucifa for broover