L3 - BRAIN BLAST Lyrics

Yeh they're back on my ass
Trynna pull me down like a glass window
Eric harris on the goddamn way to his class
L3 is back to herras everybody with an axe
Y'all thought this shit was an act
There's something wrong with my head
I don't pay attention to these little pussies
As i step in the booth grab the mic and make you see
How i spit it the lyrics are getting better the realest
I'm still killin the critics
You can suck it if you get offended

So stay back pussy boy L3 is dropping bombs again the brain blast my anger falls right through the pen
I spray that submachine gun in the face of society
To the day that i'm dead it's brain blast

Yeh, it's kinda weird how we normalise
These woman hoeing around
And now i am the clown
Because i pointed it out
And so what i don't give a f*ck
And if you don't shut the f*ck up
You'll get grazed like donald trump
So don't jump to conclusions
And put down the drugs you're using
Instead focus on influence that you got
Motherf*cker you make every little kids brain rot
With the shit that you say
They're teaching kids how to be gay
And it seems like every year we just degrade
Every 15 year old nowdays holds a blade to his wrist
And instead of listening to my message
You're gonna sit there and be pissed
I'm not trying to be edgy
I'm just telling you how shit this is
But it doesn't really matter
Cause if i voice my opinion they're just gonna get madder
Bout the shit that is serve on the platter
And call me a washed up rapper
Because i went against your beliefs
You wanna get mouthful get on your knees
And i don't rap for appease i just murder the beats
And i move on because motherf*ckers begging for piece
I'm choppin down the game cause you just a bunch of trees
F*ck you,trans people and Christopher reeves.