Of Limbs - Tommy Lasorda lyrics

(Jeff) Toggle my mind loops, mind me like a science project Lodge in, deep in my noggin TLC like peace signs I shoot, beside I will Keep an eye on it Keep it I-hopping, Peter Rabbit-esque The garden, McGregor, gooseberry net Never cooling my jets when I'm slaying it Straight bayonet, but I ain't French Jeffrey, party of none Salt in my wounds, margarita My name I've earn, I've cleansed, I've purged Misnomers detoured while these motherf**ers front Like oh my God, It's a mirage, another nose job, Nicki Minaj Well all bets are off when I hit my stride On that simple life, you're all hypnotized Fit to be tied, alright (Chorus) Oh ah, fit to be tide I got the whole damn block up on my shoulder Oh ah, fit to be tide So cold in the cold in the cold getting colder Oh ah, fit to be tide Whatch know about my glow in the supernova? Oh ah, fit to be tide Storming out of the dugout, Tommy Lasorda (Dino) Closed my eyes awoke to this A generation falls to the abyss A single serving friend, a meaningless kiss A hash tag word served as a diss! From drive-inn's, drive thru's, microwave fast food What have you done for me lately kinda attitude Out of sight out of mind, swept under the rug For, someone else to find Making mines your problem I consume, defecate, procreate like all of them But I'm a parasite, adding nothing to the world That's, keeping me alive Take a minute take it in, this could be your neighbor You, or your next of kin Gotta keep it in perspective One earth, one life, more peace, less strife (Chorus) X1