CunninLynguists - Brain Cell lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists - Brain Cell lyrics]
Cunninlynguists Brain Cell Lyrics
You was manifested in an egg
Developed in a womb
Born out of a moon belly, first day of doom
Crying out like you wanna be
Put back in there
Maybe later in an incubator for more care
Alone, get to your home and your cribs set
Put behind bars and you ain't even lived yet
On through the playpens
When will this fate end?
Parents can't make rent
Money from the safe spent
Got building blocks out, making a house
Mama with her cheese blocks setting
Traps for a mouse
You watching her same loving
Hands that absorb pain, kill
You're learning that life's more
Than a board game
Still better line up the cubes
In your rubix right
Piece the puzzle together
There's holes in your views of life
Only for sure thing is years
But you gotta fight
Keep the wind to your right or
Hit the pen flying kites
Living in a world no different from a cell
Walk up the rectangle steps
Take a seat on the bus
Backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch
Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored
No use paying attention
Now you facing suspension
So, it's back on the block
And the calling you square
Try to get the label off but
You're glued to the cable box
Closed Caption clothes and fashion
So attractive
As you lay on a box spring and old mattress
Choices blocked off, childhood gone
Just future cubicles and retirement homes
But, you can't see it happening
Live savagely only thing you put passion
In is Zig-Zag packaging
Swallow Oxycontins to find solace
You need a fix so you hit
Some blockhead for his wallet
But the gun jams and the cops come to take ya
And now that bullet ain't the only thing
Thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)
From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone
Or trapped in confession seeking
Blessing trying to atone
With no more casual pounds with
The hand on the clock
Now locked in city block working Lucifers Lot
Down to box for success
Is that true or is it not?
In ya room coping with stress
Smoking Kools from out that box
Shit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin
That shit ain't school
Cold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!
Now your case is on the docket to
Face a box of your peers
And them bars they trying to take you to
Won't nothing like Cheers
Just years upon years
Till your last box is near
Without your participation incarceration
Ain't clear
If the plots you got are flagrant
It's best that you leave em vacant
Cause there's cells in your mind
That'll free you everytime
Even the tales thrown in these
Bars can't be confined
Just be patient, nothing in life is by design
You was manifested in an egg
Developed in a womb
Born out of a moon belly, first day of doom
Crying out like you wanna be
Put back in there
Maybe later in an incubator for more care
Alone, get to your home and your cribs set
Put behind bars and you ain't even lived yet
On through the playpens
When will this fate end?
Parents can't make rent
Money from the safe spent
Got building blocks out, making a house
Mama with her cheese blocks setting
Traps for a mouse
You watching her same loving
Hands that absorb pain, kill
You're learning that life's more
Than a board game
Still better line up the cubes
In your rubix right
Piece the puzzle together
There's holes in your views of life
Only for sure thing is years
But you gotta fight
Keep the wind to your right or
Hit the pen flying kites
Living in a world no different from a cell
Walk up the rectangle steps
Take a seat on the bus
Backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch
Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored
No use paying attention
Now you facing suspension
So, it's back on the block
And the calling you square
Try to get the label off but
You're glued to the cable box
Closed Caption clothes and fashion
So attractive
As you lay on a box spring and old mattress
Choices blocked off, childhood gone
Just future cubicles and retirement homes
But, you can't see it happening
Live savagely only thing you put passion
In is Zig-Zag packaging
Swallow Oxycontins to find solace
You need a fix so you hit
Some blockhead for his wallet
But the gun jams and the cops come to take ya
And now that bullet ain't the only thing
Thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)
From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone
Or trapped in confession seeking
Blessing trying to atone
With no more casual pounds with
The hand on the clock
Now locked in city block working Lucifers Lot
Down to box for success
Is that true or is it not?
In ya room coping with stress
Smoking Kools from out that box
Shit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin
That shit ain't school
Cold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!
Now your case is on the docket to
Face a box of your peers
And them bars they trying to take you to
Won't nothing like Cheers
Just years upon years
Till your last box is near
Without your participation incarceration
Ain't clear
If the plots you got are flagrant
It's best that you leave em vacant
Cause there's cells in your mind
That'll free you everytime
Even the tales thrown in these
Bars can't be confined
Just be patient, nothing in life is by design