Omegah Red aka Poison Flowerz - Headcrack lyrics

[Verse 1: NotAhmadi] There's four cones and there's five kids There's two blunts and three heads Someone's not getting sh**, that's the way that the world is But, I'm getting mine and he's getting his Who shot 'cha? Chopper make you try out for the opera Hit one apple every day, I do it for the doctor From interrogations to papers, you got pressed b**h a**, you a fake monster like the Loch Ness; not stressed Trust, we welcome the drama Nothing like separating sons from they mamas Whole team a run on sentence, we need commas Next door is the four, man. You're like Donna Dig ditches for my paper near Prospect Housing my income low like the projects I need to be rich cause I've been poor before Out here pickin' up bogies on the floor, ay From no coupe doors to the couture My camp ring bells, n***a. f** you gettin' souped for? New guns get sparked for the big talk Shootin' at your feet, teach you how to cripwalk Clear as day reason you should pack a pistol, man You can't shoot back then you're a sacrificial lamb Talkin' to my man Brazy, he said "They on you." I said "I'm stretching them heads like Hey Arnold." [Verse 2: Cuzzin Brazy] What I'm spitting ain't for pro's or for critics It's for hoes and for business cause my flows is the sickest Tom Cruise on a mission for precision lyricism Hit 'em with the quickest syllable infliction you could think of sh**, I'm thinkin', what's gon' happen when I'm done? At least I know my mother happy since I'm having fun Victory in front of us, I've got a track to run Kippah's at the Jewish center cause I'm all about the puns And I'm about a lot, I keep a double rock stashed away from the piggy cause you know I'm never gettin' ever knocked Copped a lot and copped a lock, all while I was off of pot Flip the scripts ridiculous like Marshall meeting Dyrdek, taking crops from Papa Doc So see me at the 'haven, pushing wood, my favorite spot Remember throwing five on that .5 all the time, now we facing quarters just to come up with another rhyme, out of line Dudes pay the price without a fine 88 or Peezy, come up on another grind, I'm feeble minded though Started with an eighth a week, now every day I need an O Different flows, every time I spit I wanna get the gold Beat my f**in' fathers a** with it, word to Steven Jo I'm tryna get this dough