RONIC - Nirvana Urbana lyrics

Frazz D R is about to tear apart Any busta tryna f** with the way I wanna lay my bars down on the mic Livin at the fly of the chain Whata healthy perspective from the way of my sight Not underestimating my chances of controlling the game When the only instinct I have left is just to f**ing fight Not fleeing from no fed No way not tonight I'm taking down every single pig with me Before I leave the luxury of the light Sippin on the Actavis, hittin snowy Chewy Blunt$ [inhale] They filled with the ingredient, white [exhale] cuz... The message I be spittin is way deeper than your girl's beaver cuz Even tho she be great at s**in dick, I'ma still leave her Over in Cali I know the gra** is greener But we care about the dabs and tabs and all the d**'ll make us meaner Cuz I'm gonna be liftin more than a couple of liters (couple o liters) Sippin on a hunna of liters (hunna o liters) We know you don't fiend so why you always tryna mooch off the captain of the muthaf**in keeper Here it goes Now I'm poppin every single perc I could get my filthy hands on Grimy motherf**er Every story I spit show that I never be thinking about how I'm making a dance song Cuz I'm straight f**in trappin and the Only way I'm leaving the freedom is having my plans wrong So this is why I'm claiming I'm having all these blackouts and Hate how I be getting the guwop Livin in the drop of a trance song Always tryna be more of a man than my pop Well it's time to get these pants on Been f**in all ya b**hes too damn long I'm leaving you in the dust Don't take it the wrong way I just wanna live the American Dream of havin a bomb day Cuz you know we straight thuggin when we mixing the louder with a couple of shots of Bombay Now we also coked out like we gonna bend our f**in minds Making them f**in concave Then we feelin like we reached a state of Nirvana Urbana Wreckin every single f**er like I was Slim Shady and they are the Lotto Maybe instilling panic like I was your worst fear Like I was a boggart Yeah, call me a cypher machine Cuz I'm lovin the lean And it's read, never green Cuz I feel like a king in the speech Because of the situation that brings me to get my cell a ring Talkin about when the guards are hitting on my metal bars when I'm laying in the cell dream Never gonna get out or pay the bail so I made a scheme Lied straight to your face to avoid the jail cream