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O.D.D Obedient Defiant Disorder - Trizzap Lyrics




Hood up now
Sittin' lotus in the clouds
Heart pound
Cuz' I'm bout to throw it down
To the crowd
Whip crack- Light flash
Put your cameras up now
Might slash
Wear a sash
The katana on my back
Smoke pack to relax
After hackin off a wack face
Superficial following
Now stay up in ya damn place
Race to the grave like I'm Ozzy with a sad face
Sabbath everyday, stayin' godly with a glad face
Carry lots of weight
But it's just trash in a glad bag
Stretchin' til' it breaks
Then I'm escapin' out my damn cage
Flexin' on you fakes
Now call me Johnny
With the black shades
Test the f*ckin crew
Ya leavin' with a blue and black face, huh

We doin' motherf*ckin' damage
Chaos placement in this damn cage
It's the motherf*ckin' lamb race
System broken, isn't sam paid
They got you lost in a red and blue cascade
Red and blue lights in an esclade
Red or blue blast when the tech spray
Red or blue the color
Of your motherf*ckin' rat race
We cats on attack
For the motherf*ckin' cash pay
Watch your front and back
For the motherf*ckin' gat spray
Lookin' caught lackin
Like a motherf*ckin snack bag
Lays you in the grass
Leave you stained for the trash bag
Lays a little snack
Layin' smashed like a pancake
Lays a little dab
Gettin' smacked like a mandrake
Lil' Harry Potter lore for ya
Psychedelic sorcerer
Sippin' forties, f*ckin whores
With a pack blown like a horn
Cruisin' nine - four with a package of the cabbage
Or that motherf*ckin' storefront glass
Lookin face pressed to my cash count
All you motherf*ckas wanna do
Is chase a mans clout
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Hood up now
Sittin' lotus in the clouds
Heart pound
Cuz' I'm bout to throw it down
To the crowd
Whip crack- Light flash
Put your cameras up now
Might slash
Wear a sash
The katana on my back
Smoke pack to relax
After hackin off a wack face
Superficial following
Now stay up in ya damn place
Race to the grave like I'm Ozzy with a sad face
Sabbath everyday, stayin' godly with a glad face
Carry lots of weight
But it's just trash in a glad bag
Stretchin' til' it breaks
Then I'm escapin' out my damn cage
Flexin' on you fakes
Now call me Johnny
With the black shades
Test the f*ckin crew
Ya leavin' with a blue and black face, huh

We doin' motherf*ckin' damage
Chaos placement in this damn cage
It's the motherf*ckin' lamb race
System broken, isn't sam paid
They got you lost in a red and blue cascade
Red and blue lights in an esclade
Red or blue blast when the tech spray
Red or blue the color
Of your motherf*ckin' rat race
We cats on attack
For the motherf*ckin' cash pay
Watch your front and back
For the motherf*ckin' gat spray
Lookin' caught lackin
Like a motherf*ckin snack bag
Lays you in the grass
Leave you stained for the trash bag
Lays a little snack
Layin' smashed like a pancake
Lays a little dab
Gettin' smacked like a mandrake
Lil' Harry Potter lore for ya
Psychedelic sorcerer
Sippin' forties, f*ckin whores
With a pack blown like a horn
Cruisin' nine - four with a package of the cabbage
Or that motherf*ckin' storefront glass
Lookin face pressed to my cash count
All you motherf*ckas wanna do
Is chase a mans clout
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Writer: Beau Mayer, Lucas Mayer
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