Lyrics Loss of Mind - Warrzone feat. Phayze-Won

Insane my mind be going crazy
Delirious like Eddie Murphy in the eighties
Making money my nigga business as usual
You don't like me my nigga feeling is mutual
You ain't got it heat generate like a power grid
When you see me you know I be on some shit
Phayze-won DnA we the awesome click
Got the stamina the force of a donkey kick
Skitzo hell no - no competition
Remember them days when I had no pot to piss him
We all winning I think I deserve a pennant
Stay fresh and clean with a chain big pendant
I'm born in Canada but I'm Bajan descendant
To society I was born a menace
Cornball rappers get eaten for breakfast
And y'all be taking L's ain't talking Lexus
Making moves nigga I'm in my own lane
Shut the fuck up nigga do your thing
I keep money in a knot like a shoe string
I'm bout to set it off let it go like bang

You don't like us
We don't like you neither
Put the whoopings on you
Til you catching a seizure
Cold on the Web
You got Peter Parker fever
But it's Venom in this heart of mine
And these maniacs got a (loss of mind)
You don't like us
We don't like you neither
Put the whoopings on you
Til you catching a seizure
Cold on the Web
You got Peter Parker fever
But it's Venom in this heart of mine
And these maniacs got a loss of mind

I got a loss of mind
so anybody who wanting mine
I'm slapping in the face with a porcupine
Until I dislodge they spines
So if it's on then I gotta slay
Send you to the Doctor
Aftermath-you (Matthew)
If I catch you on My Corner eh (McConnaughey)
It's over you mediocre and I'm beyond you
While shorties whistling for the arrow as if they Yondu
Don't ever mistaken me for an amateur
The epitome of a massacre
Coming after ya pussy holes like a catheter
Cracking ya scapula
Shutting down your cardiovascular
Stabbing ya dead smack in the face with the A from the Acura
Feel the wrath of the Zone
Every punch'll flatten your tone
Osteoporosis flows every joint is bad to the bone
And I'm standing alone in my own world
I'm abnormal
Bad Boy check the Total
Getting under ya skin like an epidural
Hazardous with every vocal
The antisocial ogre don't Play Boy
I will Centre Fold your exposures

You don't like us
We don't like you neither
Put the whoopings on you
Til you catching a seizure
Cold on the Web
You got Peter Parker fever
But it's Venom in this heart of mine
And these maniacs got a (loss of mind)
You don't like us
We don't like you neither
Put the whoopings on you
Til you catching a seizure
Cold on the Web
You got Peter Parker fever
But it's Venom in this heart of mine
And these maniacs got a loss of mind