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Spaced Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Larry Dickens
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Larry Jones




Larry Dickens - Spaced Out Lyrics
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Because I'm spaced out
Take the shotty pop the top and blow my brains out
Should've seen the look on mommas f*cking face now
Mind erased now
I've done blanked out
Take the room and paint it red
Filled with lead
Because I'm spaced out
Take the shotty pop the top and blow my brains out
Should've seen the look on mommas f*cking face now
Mind erased now
I've done blanked out
Take the room and paint it red
Filled with lead
Been a mommas boy since the day out the nursery
Cut off my dick just so Y'all would do a verse with me
Hop in the hurse with me
Then They put me on a murder beat
And now I'm taking swords I crop the top and now I'm murdering
Axe in the Chevy with the back packed up
We relax in the Chevy till the sack smack us
Chi-raq with that buck
We be waxing they ass to dust
Pass the grass puff puff
Yo No sucka MCs I won't hear it
Chopping up Lovato methamphetamine lyrics
Sonny with a chance of spirit
I'm on the rear bitch
Nodding driveway time I cannot f*cking steer bitch
Slap a forty my nigga it's time to wake up
4:20 am and pm it's time to bake up
Bitches slapping penis and DM's now that we famous
Studio kicks. Hit licks check out my aim bruh
Hit the track make it slap on a reverse beat
My M&M M10 will show you where the hurt be
Smith and Wesson teaching lessons kill you on the verse g
10$ a g straight up deals on elbows and QP's
The cuties
The hotties and groupies look good on they two knees
They be getting to moody
And acting real snooty
And after they screw me
They be rapping my verses
Straight straight up too me
These Bitches reject respect
They at the neck
Expect the best
Reject the rest
They hear select lines and resurrect
My past I wrecked
I cried I begged
I'm not perfect
And now you know we cannot connect
When I reflect
Try to dissect
What we have left
I feel regret
I grab the gat
I bite the lead
I'll catch you soon cock the glock and now I'm dead
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Because I'm spaced out
Take the shotty pop the top and blow my brains out
Should've seen the look on mommas f*cking face now
Mind erased now
I've done blanked out
Take the room and paint it red
Filled with lead
Because I'm spaced out
Take the shotty pop the top and blow my brains out
Should've seen the look on mommas f*cking face now
Mind erased now
I've done blanked out
Take the room and paint it red
Filled with lead
Been a mommas boy since the day out the nursery
Cut off my dick just so Y'all would do a verse with me
Hop in the hurse with me
Then They put me on a murder beat
And now I'm taking swords I crop the top and now I'm murdering
Axe in the Chevy with the back packed up
We relax in the Chevy till the sack smack us
Chi-raq with that buck
We be waxing they ass to dust
Pass the grass puff puff
Yo No sucka MCs I won't hear it
Chopping up Lovato methamphetamine lyrics
Sonny with a chance of spirit
I'm on the rear bitch
Nodding driveway time I cannot f*cking steer bitch
Slap a forty my nigga it's time to wake up
4:20 am and pm it's time to bake up
Bitches slapping penis and DM's now that we famous
Studio kicks. Hit licks check out my aim bruh
Hit the track make it slap on a reverse beat
My M&M M10 will show you where the hurt be
Smith and Wesson teaching lessons kill you on the verse g
10$ a g straight up deals on elbows and QP's
The cuties
The hotties and groupies look good on they two knees
They be getting to moody
And acting real snooty
And after they screw me
They be rapping my verses
Straight straight up too me
These Bitches reject respect
They at the neck
Expect the best
Reject the rest
They hear select lines and resurrect
My past I wrecked
I cried I begged
I'm not perfect
And now you know we cannot connect
When I reflect
Try to dissect
What we have left
I feel regret
I grab the gat
I bite the lead
I'll catch you soon cock the glock and now I'm dead
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Writer: Larry Jones
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