Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song COUNT BASED , by - Lee Scott. Song from the album SUPERGOD5000PLUS, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопCOUNT BASED |
| I wish I sounded more like Eazy-E but for now I’m sound with being me |
| A stealth assassin with a squeaky knee |
| Limping through your living room on PCP, screaming 'Leave me be!' |
| Can’t you people see? |
| I’ve been tripping since me Eddie Griffin episode of Def Comedy Jam on DVD went |
| missing |
| And now I be, incomplete, like the box set |
| Find yourself chilling on the dark side in one step |
| Talking to the voice of sanity like have you gone yet |
| 6−1-6 is the number inverted cross check |
| Take this out of context, John is a concept |
| Tatting devil gang on Madonna, with the long neck |
| On a cold sag marathon, splitting atoms while the adds are on |
| I’m the one, I tell you straight. |
| Fuck misdirection |
| Made in a test tube previously used to cook crystal meth in |
| You probably think I’m messing, I probably think you’re whack |
| I dunk a mini basketball while giving Shaq a piggy back |
| In cement shoes, with Medusa heads on 'em |
| If only I could be this painfully sweg less often |
| I’d get a lot more gardening done |
| But I’ve gone too far and it can’t be undone |
| Half man half amazing, both parts of me dumb |
| I’m in the club discussing money, I don’t party for fun |
| Laigon, laigon life 'til they take my life |
| I pickpocket Faigon and lick shots at Ronald Reagan’s ride |
| Perform the great ride with my pagan wife |
| Give her the sacred pipe now that’s the greatest ride, that was the great right |
| I walk around the woods late at night, bright, illuminated, Satans like |
| Bought a firemans axe just to brake the ice, here’s Johnny |
| Where’s Olly? |
| Probably taking flight |
| I’m a round table night, dressed like its 1885 for an 80s night |
| Take two wrongs and make a right |
| Jumped in the whip, played two songs then made a right |
| Keep the formation tight, altered state of mind |
| Now I’m my shamens guide |
| Tinfoil Fronts that’s my (?) |
| Dial 1−800-Suicide like I hate my life, psyche |
| Purity in this crazy life |
| My Freemason lambskin apron was made by Nike |
| Crazy right? |
| Anti social count basey eye |
| Get the payments right and count paper like David Icke |
| (Sweg!) |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Lee Scott
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