Chance The Rapper - Brain Cells Live lyrics

Yeah oh, yeah y'all gon' let
Swear y'all gon' sing it, uh

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
Down, down, down down, uh

Uh, here’s a tab of acid for your ear
You’re the plastic
I’m the passion and the magic in the air
The flabbergasted avalanche of
Ambulances near
The labyrinth of Pan’s Lab is adamantly here
No assignments
Book of rhyming and I’m drawing doodles
I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles
Ramadan, I’m the don of the diamond jewels
Fond of finding a way to
Kindly tell these toddlers toodles
I’m a kamikaze and I’m kinda cuckoo
I could write a fucking book, non-Kamasutral
You niggas goofies
It's a conflict that is kinda crucial
Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling
"I’m a neutral"
But, I’ma let the bull pass like matadors
Versus a Minotaur, verse is a metaphor
Metamorphoses and I’m a fuckin animorph
I used to go to school with
Anna Fedele and Danny Whorf
Remember I used to bang with the bad ones
'Til my grandmama told on her grandson
Mama said that I was way too handsome
To be throwing the hand’s son
Breaking walls like Samson
But, I’ma throw a tantrum 'til
I’m on every Samsung
Sanyo and handheld and handgun
Please put ya lighter’s up 'til life is up
Then light it up
And slice a cut, the night is young
It’s nice enough
The nicest blunt, the nicest stuff
My niggas out here trapping a lot
I know you think you on
Hiding Reggie sacks in your socks
I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock
4’s for 15, yeah my niggas
We be taxing a lot
Only the goofies, though, choking
On a doobie, though
My eyes do be low, two be rolled
Remember days of the Rufio
Remember the Days of Chan-Man
And the Skeeter Man
Brrang dang to Lil' B and bang
A rang to Peter Pan

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
Down, down, down down, uh

Light a joint, or spliff it if you classy
Split a swisha witcha nigga if you ask me
Ain't no questions
Hit it vividly and pass me
Don’t answer about your problems
Or your issues or your athletes
It’s a quarter to imminent
Ten minutes to infinite
Rims, Henny, and reminisce
Nostalgia and M&M's cinnamon tone women and
Feminine’s getting intimate
All broads is frivolous and homies
Could get they dividends
Damn, is he illiterate, literal syndicate
Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger-affiliate
Sick twisted prick, dick sadistic
Son of a biscuit, man fuck this shit, uh

I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no
I burned too many brain cells down
To be worried 'bout my brain cells now
I burned too many brain cells down
Down, down, down down

Oh, no, no, no oh, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no and this is my 10 Day
This is my 10 Day, oh no welcome 10 Day
Hahaha, word