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catatonia (how to dream) - the crooked select lyrics

[intro: school of thought]
finna do this sh-t like wüt
got that catatonia
and i’m finna do this sh-t like wüt
got that catatonia in my brain
and i’m finna do this sh-t like…

[hook: school of thought]
and you don’t even know how to dream?
well i just be laxin’ and
p-ssing you off like a zig with my team
yeah, that’s that limelight living…

[verse 1: school of thought]
chillin’ so hard that when k!lling this song
you be p-ssing the bong ‘cause these bars so thrilling
you’re mopping up the guts i’m spilling
in verses the he-rs-s be speeding away
from this welterweight boxing
ain’t gon’ be no round 2
ya’ll b-tches trippin’ man
you ain’t got a clue
on tap
b-tches can get me i’m always on tap
the fans can get me these rhythms are
always on tap
we flowing, your dome piece straight zoning
decreasing police
you can always get me
i’m on tap
i’m trippin’ ‘bout the little things…

[bridge 1: bb stylez]
you know you always gotta be
re-creating, innovating, you know
to that next level
you know what i mean?
you now what i’m saying?
(trippin bout the little things!)
you can’t just stay with that stagnant sh-t
(on tap!)
that’s that. ahh h-ll no
(ooo! they call me ders!)
that goodness
no matter what, you gotta have that vision
you know what i mean?
that good good!
look at me when i’m talkin’ n-gga!
(on tap!)
you know i’m tryna my thing
just tryna do mine
here i am minding my own business
(look at me!)
you know what i mean to do whatever it is
(through the eyes!)
to the left, to right, whatever…
don’t make me turn back

[verse 2: school of thought]
(for real)
trip and fall off your dome
and then you’ll live free but flush like the pope
(pope)
who’s better off without dope?
(dopes!)
obama just brought hope, not results
but we got that scope that plato was holding
know that i’m
flowing straight zoning
dumont-ing the slippery slope
and i float around coping with moments of doubting
i’m 19 years old and i’m tryna
blow through these phoneys
with b-ss through the sony
we bumpin’ past 100
so lemme hear you say something, yo come on
let me hear you say something…

[verse 3: neat messy]
i’ll say sum’n
messy gonna say sum’n
i only get what i want
never want what i got
rest in peace to those who get caught
they ain’t reachin the top
you could die from the rot
you don’t need to get shot
life is a game and i hit a new level
light up tha flame as i sit with the devil
what they gon say when they hand me the medal
thank you neat messy man you are the best tho
i didn’t like you right when you first left home
but now you’re crazy and spit so incredible
what the f-ck you talkin bout
i was always this f-cking crazy
b-tch

[bridge 2: n-ggy]

[hook: school of thought]
and you don’t even know how to dream?!
well i just be laxin’ and
p-ssing you off like a zig with my team
yeah, that’s that limelight living…

[verse 4: messy thoughts]
so just listen
why ya soul so indifferent?
if you want it, just go and get it
crooked select on a mission
we on a mission
we on a mission
on a mission
on a mission
so just listen…
just listen…
just listen…

- the crooked select lyrics

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