Lyrics Tokyo Files - EarthGang, Skylab 3

Tokyo Files

I keep telling myself this ain’t a movie
Reality recently got so many parts to it
It’s hard to sit all through it
Two hits of this and my point of vision get all screwy
Man that bitch up there she the ice mixed in with the star Buick
Block jumpin' like the 84 car
Lupus block from the Newtons but they paint it all lucid
Traumatized seen him shot till he stop movin'
Late at night I might lose it
Need my women therapeutic
Man this is Call of Duty yeah
Outside your 'partment
G-go grab the kids
T-take bring me the choppers
Against my windowpane
This ain’t no Janis Joplin
You know 'bout my aim
He the one callin' shots
I know half of y’all don’t believe in
The other half can’t find themselves but still believe in Satan
Screamin' lord save us
But he like who believe in waitin'?
Who really been waitin'?
Man say why your act shit be the conversation sparker?
Man I miss them days trapped in them VCRs
All my n**** Jesus in the hood ain’t no lawyers
Say I miss them days trapped in the VCRs
Everyday’s as cinematic as my benefactor’s
And as the bitches that be callin sick and skippin' classes
And the ones that sippin' Xans in n****'s glasses
Just to see what happens
Got you fuckin' spazzin' like you huntin' «wabbits»
Young and brash and unabashed and overcast and undermatched
The thunder crashed, my first reaction is to try and catch it
When I die, bury my body but set fire to my head
Until that day I’m fuckin' dead and leave me to my fuckin habits
Ambu-ambulance alarm clocks
Everynight’s the storm watch
And everybody’s scared of where the floorboards stop
12 pull up on you in them unmarked cars
And you can yell if you wanted, them reports not ours
Man say why your act shit be the conversation sparker?
Man I miss them days trapped in them VCRs
All my n**** Jesus in the hood ain’t no lawyers
Say I miss them days trapped in the VCRs
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