Lyrics Love Music, Pt. 3 - Ren

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yay
I love this music, woah
I love this music, yeah
Day 456, the diaries of a boy in quarantine
Slowly but surely, I think I'm starting
To lose my- my mind

You will find me in the club
Bottle full of liquid nitrogen
Breaking the ice when I'm mix 'em with hydrogen
A rollie in my mouth and a packet of Vicodin
My brains gone south and I'm losing my sight again
Drugs, say no to drugs!
Fuck it
Do all the drugs and make love!
Fuck it
Take it all the way, put a needle in your vein
Then collapse in a pile on the rug
Love it

Overdoser, certified Koscher
I rap too much, my tongues got an ulcer
Bow at the alter, stand like a soldier
Rage on the system like Zack de la Rocha

Amplify my brothers I'm on furious form
I raise my fist against the system
That's all crooked and torn
I break this culture of vultures
The righteous, the soldier
I'm filling up these body bags like I'm Jason Bourne

I said I get it on
Donkey Kong
Blowing up in smoke like Cheech and Chong
Make it stratospheric like I'm Neil Armstrong
I'm feeling like I'm Neo, because I'm the one
One to twist it sick, quite sadistic
Risk for a biscuit, fucked up statistic
Chauvinistic, where are my bitches?!
Mystic, linguistic
Volume, I twist it up

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yo
I love this music, woah
I love this music, yeah
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yo
I love this music, woah
I love this music, yeah

Oh man (Got flow?)
Yeah, I'm flowing like the ocean
And I'm strong, When I'm flowing, Like I'm Conan
Imma flow till I grow in my soul
Imma flow till I'm an old man
I said "Oh damn"
Yeah, you know I'm feeling all that serotonin
And I'm sharp like a Wolverine, Logan
Suplex with the flow Hulk Hogan
I'm zoning

I'm this kinda rap, and it will give you tongue blisters
Lighting up the world like I'm in a bar mitzvah
Don't resist the urge to scratch the itch and flick the switch
To lift the volume of the mix up

Everytime I'm rapping I'm tapping into the mystic ballistic
A kiddie twisted, but gifted
I make your spirit feel lifted
I'm coming up rapid, I rip it
I take a rhythm and flip it
So take my willy and lick it
I kill it, kill it, kill it
Killer, I'm iller blood spiller for real-ah
A thriller villain, I'm a cannibal killer
I got the flow, yo
And I'm fresh like a polo
I use the force so my man calls me
Han Solo, Han Duo, Han Trio, Han Quadro
Put my finger in your ring like I'm Frodo
(Did you really say that?)
YOLO
I'm parasailing with Sarah Palin
I'm hammering puns, puns I'm nailing
I'm like a fish 'cause I'm big time scaling
You're like a farmer, blud you're bailing
I'm sailing, oh boy
On my Usain boat I'm the boy
Put pressure on the pier then I call it peer pressure
Then I seize the day 'cause I'm the cod-father
Get it?

Groove if you let it
Pass me the lettuce
Don't pass the sugar, man
'Cause I'm diabetic
Rub-a-dub-dub, three men in my tub
And I'm sexually confused, so maybe they will get it

Etch-A-Sketch my bars next
Muscle filled bars, I flex my bizeps
Every time I kill it there's blood all upon the set
Tell me, do you feel it? Do you fear it?
Or respect?
'Cause when I spit fast I'm a martial arts master class style artist
I flow the hardest
Giving them the rhythm when I kill 'em with the flow
When I'm giving 'em the rhythm when kill 'em with the oh-oh-oh

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yo
I love this music, woah
I love this music, yeah
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-yo
I love this music, woah
I love this muuuuuuuu-
(Sic)