Casual - I Wonder Lyrics
Some might act like they're uptightBut listen to what they sayWondering what is going on inside of 3000's headWondering what song made nasty don say hip hop was deadI wish I could use my psychic powers like this Chloe *****I'm feeling that production but I ain't finished up the hoursI ain't feeling rap for nothing and that's the end of that discussionI'm killing cats for bustingA brief moment of silence for my opponents and rivalsYou niggas are snorted, your rat book is like a novelI find more snow, I ride upon you with gogglesAnd try to keep niggas high with our body, just stay beside of meGotta leave darling, 'cause something keeps telling me follow meWalk into the light, talk into the mic with cautionFlossin', and the darker the night will cost 'emI'm fresh, I'm also rawesome, I'm awesomeA pit fight, I'm known to spit fire like 'So is it, hieroglyphic the sickest on the Pacific coastAnd wouldn't Casual make a terribly terrific ghostRider for these main streams, spitting their lame swingsA deadly infection, same thing as gangreneSome might act like they're uptightBut listen to what they sayWonderwhat is going on inside of 3000's headWondering what song made nasty don say hip hop was deadI wish I could use my psychic powers like this Chloe *****So here's the prognosis, when God closesYour abnormal comedy cat, I'm an anomalyRappers on to me, some hate it, I'm decoratedEducated, plus I lay down the law like the legislatorSo this your definition of sport?If your boy here was mentioned in the middle of courtWould you put a test to it? Like come on, let's do itThen that 10 million soul needs an Aston next to itI'm just cooling, rocking some fresh ruinsIn a lick of alcohol world classic, no elasticYep, the brim fitted, kept the rims at itShouldn't your friends get it, you couldn't contend with itYou putting the bare limit if you humbled yourselfNow look at you, you looking dumber than yourselfIn the next ten years I'mma be on more shitAnd setting up a network like Dionne WarwickSome might act like they're uptightBut listen to what they sayWondering what is going on inside of 3000's headWonder what song made nasty don say hip hop was deadI wish I could use my psychic powers like this Chloe *****Y'all should read the Bible, walk aroundGod created day and night then divided 'And provided them with lawn and food for you to feed onGot a lot of answers to life, my youth, read onReverted Christian when I call you at the storeYou slipped an envelope under the bottom of the doorYou used to blood lost, that's what got them into whoresNow fish throwing 'like Sodom and Gomorrah
