Lyrics Sporadic Brain Matter - JL B.Hood

I don't hear the negativity, clearly
I don't hear but what I want to hear
So do not bring that bullshit near me
(Took my own route)
Now coming to get it all, nobody gonna stop me
And I'm an original ain't nobody gonna copy
So imma get the money my nigga and go shopping
(No doubt)
Influential what sin you into
Pencil in time go check momentum
Nigga's can't see me like a tint through the windshield
(Show out)
Just Because I can now people come on in
Now I'm all over the place ready to finish you don't get it?
I got it figured out and really you wanted me to come too
Come and take a look at this brain, scatter scatter
Brain sporadic, grey matter, my day badder, my chain fatter
But enough of the vein chatter, busting insane patterns
Out of the matter of my mind
I need a medic, I'm a headache
Never sympathetic, with you pathetic
Idiots on the mic, I'm hideous when I write
No synthetic, I've been busy putting my thoughts together
Now I'm the boss whoever, thought I'd be lost forever
Take a look at me now, I'm better than I ever been
And I got the plan to make the first hundred grand
Scatter the brains of man, hop on a plane and land
Somewhere in Spain and then, over to Asia and
Get on the stage again, hand em a gang of shit
Make them a fan of this music, of this movement
When I do it, they lose it

Let's get right in to it
This is pure dope real folk trunk knocking music
Rock with me now stop we tear into their asses knew it
All along that I was near I prepare nothing to it
I'm here to give you this brain scatter
(Scratches brain scatter)

I've been thinking there's something wrong with my head
(Double up this tree)
Thankfully it is become my meds
(Pray for me)
I got family I been try'na protect
(Tryin' to keep up, they then keep)
Busting my way up out of this debt
(But trust me)
I'm the nigga with the master plan
But I really am a basket case
All that I really know is busting, chop on percussions, ay
This the way I want to make my living
It's a given that a nigga want to get pay
But I write from my point of view
Never dealin with a Mitch Bade
If you don't like my shit then get sprayed
I'm on one, the wrong one
Break down tree like Paul Bunyan
Super and the three ninjas
Colt, Rocky, and Tum Tum
I got a bad bitch and she D-J
Keep my shit on Re-play
My nigga presidentials don't pop the molly
Gone' party like it's my B-day
Good music, no Kanye
Ridin around in that pre-doom
Take a sip of that Cognac, if you rockin with me then please do
Baby I'm a miracle got to be a little arrogant
I'm one of the elephants in the room
But never out of my element
Imma forever be ready to take it up another level and keep goin'

Let's get right in to it
This is pure dope real folk trunk knocking music
Rock with me now stop we tear into their asses knew it
All along that I was near I prepare nothing to it
I'm here to give you this brain scatter
(Scratches brain scatter)