Testo Attn - Tsychē
Testo della canzone Attn (Tsychē), tratta dall'album The Dialectic
Yeah!
Action! Take one
Fuck it, take another, you know what I'm sayin'
I thought I told you bruh
Anyways
I got a riddle for you, riddle me this
I got the Ritalin blues, so let's take a trip
I got about no patience, I'm impatient as shit
I ain't waiting for you, 'cause I'm racing for it
I gotta go
Go wreck they jaws, and watch the slobber grow
Yeah I gotta go
Wreckin' they jaws when I fall through,
Then I just watch the slobber grow
I ain't a better mother-fucker but I bet you better dip
I'm smooth as butter bet you can't get a grip
So you can tell me something good,
Watch me tell ya something better
The Barretta in my sweater, bitch! "Sign for the letter"
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
Say my name, and watch a bitch reaction
Hit her with the Jackson 5, action Jackson
Pulp Fiction, mother-fucker, Fight Club
You ever touched the tip of a torch lighter to a light bulb?
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
Pretty bitch, it's pitiful
You're sleeping on a diamond-mind and
Yeah, you're kind of fine but
You're into finer wine and dine
And I ain't got that kind of time
I can't pay a dime for time
But time, and time again, you win
And I can't face the fine alright
Anyway, qué pasa with the chitter-chatter
Point one out, I bet my bitch is badder
Freestyle with the rat-a-tatta
But what the fuck's a compliment, when nothing matters
Yeah! Nothing matters, not a damn thing
So i'mma fuck around and do my god-damn thing
God-damn man! I lost my train of thought
But that's cool, that's just what the trainer thought
'Cause I've been workin' in the lab, by myself, since I can remember
When my dad was on the shelf, and It's cool
Really It's chill, and I move in for the kill
And I do and I groove when I'm talking to you
Look in my eyes, no surprise, bitch! I'm locked-in on you!
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
I got the A.D.H.D. from how they raised me
So I'm staying lazy and my room is hazy
And my eyes are glazey
I'm crazy; fuck you, pay me!
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Writer(s): Joseph Boies
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