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head no screws - u.n.l.v. lyrics

chorus: {lil’ ya & yella boy}

i got a head but ain’t no screws in it
i went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase
n-gga, i got a head but ain’t no screws in it
i went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase

[verse 1]
in the beginning’ i was f-ckin’ with that gin
wasn’t smokin’ no weed, wasn’t even hangin’
with my friend’s sh-t got bad
started whippin’ n-gga’s -ss
doin’ flight’s ever night wasn’t even
takin’ bath’s uhh, my boy’s knew somethin’ was wrong
cuz everytime they see me slippin’
they would tell me
{ now dog won’t ya go home?}
so i would scat and go listen to that
f-ckin’ slu, full of that gin wonderin’
what the f-ck to do, half of the time
i would hang on the corner
buy a pack of kool’s, get a b-tch then i bone her
go home and wash my d-ck and switch up my d-ckie fit
it had to be black cuz i totted a gat
i’m doin’ thing’s out the ordinary
that sh-t was very scary
i was trippin’ i was straight slippin’

[hook: lil ya & yella boy]

[verse 2: lil ya]
now my mind is f-cked up and i can’t think
left that gin and juice alone
got’s myself a new drank
started f-ckin’ with that clear, it took me on
another atmosphere, i had no fam plus it covered up
the tear’s that i had inside when my mama died
but i’m a man, and i’m real so i’m gone survive
i had a nine to five but i didn’t need it
my record’s sell’s well
so why should i be greedy
so f-ck it i’m a chill at home and watch my screen
get full of that clear & f-ck a b-tch, a watch her scream
i’m goin’ crazy and i don’t know what the f-ck i’m facin’
at central park i’m considered a mental patient
i’m picturin’ b-tches in my mind, i’m bout to scheme
when i start f-ckin’ they try to stick me with anazeyme
tellin’ me i needed to calm my nerves
but all the while all i needed was some fire herb
you heard the wi-zord lil’ ya done got straight served man
i was chillin’ some people said i robbed pat swillen

[hook: lil ya & yella boy]

[verse 3: lil ya]
ninety day’s done p-ssed and all my charge got dropped
collected all my commissary and i’m back to my block
{now the scenery lookin’ diffrent to me}
no more car’s, no more girl’s, i’m in a diffrent world
facin’ reality i got to start again
and like i said, can’t f-ck around with no friend’s
like shawn kemp, i 360 turned my life around
went through a stage some people call it a mental phase

[hook: {2x]

{yella boy}
say ya brah, who the f-ck is the president

{lil’ ya}
man, i’m the m-th-f-ckin’ president
f-ck michael gordon
f-ck the pink slip you used to admit me with
f-ck the doctor’s who told me i wasn’t gonna get better
f-ck the nurses, i used to f-ck on the third floor at charity
b-tch i was security up there ya heard me
and last but not least f-ck everybody that call me crazy
cuz, if you f-ck around and hang with me
b-tch you gonna be crazy to
now black, get my straight jacket and
bring me to my m-th-f-ckin’ room

- u n l v lyrics

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