Bravo, Sandman, Rasco - Aged & Laced (Radio) lyrics

I’m giving you something to grow
On that’ll keep you
In orbit like electrons phonetically blessed
Yet I’m so calm sand and Rasco got you
Bleeding solo homo sapien
Raiesd in southern Cali, born in Cleveland
The nucleus of soft niggas’ pet
Peeves and the marrow
Of narrow back injuries century devil
Fatigue flak jacket, warrior on the prowl
Cats be cramming my style
Like backflipping in attics
With low ceilings i’ll tap
‘em out with headlocks
And no feelings attached and this is all fact
Nonfiction, a hundred percent jurisdiction
When this dialogue is sprayed in
The middle of fog with the senses of a dog
Riddles of a demigod caps simple
Yet it seems hard to trust walk with us
Experience first hand the
Psychopathic thoughts
Emblematic landslides while you fantasize

You niggas is pretend actors to
It and we stealth
While you live in the Sand
Afraid to fend for self
You niggas need to stop wasting
Our time and face it:
You can’t catch what you can’t understand
So stop chasing
‘Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and
Foes ain’t friends suppose this was the end
You niggas need to stop wasting
Our time and face it:
You can’t catch what you can’t understand
So stop chasing

Man, you niggas can get the suplex
Five deep in front of your duplex
Semi-automatic, we at it, we cause static
I’ll be in this game and cause havoc
High velocity with the speed you need
I leave niggas in the weeds
Where they can’t be found
Hop right into the whip and
Head straight to the town
Surround-sound capability fuck these cats
That ain’t feeling me hit
Y’all with full artillery
I made a run for the fifteen hund
Me and Sandman leaving y’all
Shocked and stunned
Number one Cali agent the same niggas that
Won The West heard the rest
But, I wasn’t impressed
I’d stress green if I was fifteen or sixteen
With nothing on my mind but
Grades and prom queens
I’m thirty years old i got a family to feed
So never talk shit about a
Nigga’s wants and needs

‘Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and
Foes ain’t friends suppose this was the end
You niggas need to stop wasting
Our time and face it:
You can’t catch what you can’t understand
So stop chasing

Try to block a barrage
Of obnoxious phantom shots
That connect like electric shocks
To your subconscious
Draining all the bullshit and nonsense
Stripping your thoughts
Topless and it won’t stop ‘til calamities
The copilot inside the cockpit understood?
I’ll bang when I slam pigeons
And camp under your hood
Damage it good for all the
Time that you’re wasting
I’ll pace my design never
Haste aged and laced

We’ll be the most unexpected
My style can’t go
Undetected too many signs of hot rhymes
Sixteen shots to your knot, we rock
With the certified shit that
Be sweeping your block
We be right up in your spot
In the place to lace take Henny to the face
We straight with no chase
We giving y’all a taste, baby, line for line
Rasco and Sandman, we be ready to shine

You niggas is pretend actors to
It and we stealth
While you live in the Sand
Afraid to fend for self
You niggas need to stop wasting
Our time and face it:
You can’t catch what you can’t understand
So stop chasing
‘Cause water and milk and coffee and gin and
Foes ain’t friends suppose this was the end
You niggas need to stop wasting
Our time and face it:
You can’t catch what you can’t understand
So stop chasing