Lyrics Beat Go Crazy - Truth Jones

I'm so mothafreakin cold I will
Sit back Netflix n chill
With ya girl on my arm
Booty's on my palm
When my D blows up
It's kinda a big Dill
Pickle in hand like a sickle
With a tickle I turn a trickle
Into a tsunami
Wax on wax off Mr Miyagi of punani
Put that red dot on I ain't talking no Punjabi
Way way way way way way over ya head I go
Complex with simplistic flow
I'm kind of a sadistic pro
I enjoy killing bars and ripping shows
It's humorous no funny bone
The way I derived with no where to go
These Words contrived for this specific song
So before I go and hook comes back
Put ya seat belt on
Cuz girl we on a hell of a ride
When the snares attack
And they crack like that ya

Ya Like Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya on Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya Like Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya on Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy

This here's just an interlude
To breakup the album in two
Pieces my thesis go crazy like recess
No regress I deegest oops digest
These beats like food
Just consider this a commercial
Advertising more of my Edgar Allen poems
I'm different like 2 Chainz said
Pure genius pinky in the brain head
My simile game is basically same
As calling Kleenex a tissue
I'm ubiquitous with cleverness
When I drop a bar it HIT you
Excuse me miss your booty fits
Wait oops beauty is
Makin a man want to BLESS YOU
Freudian slip but it's not accidental
Just expressing what's really on my mental

Ya Like Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya on Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya Like Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy
Ya on Looney Tunes
This beat go crazy