Get Out Of My Head

Duration

4:07

Genres

Club/Dance

Lyrics

Verse 1: Woke up this mornin and feel like somethin's missin I rose from the spot where two thangs is always kissing Tryin to remember the previous day is bout all I'm thinkin I feel my soul sinking what the hell happened? Somehow I can still hear my babes voice ringing got sores from bag straps and loud perfume still has my nose stinging I can see cloths that she sees her baby fashion in, styling in Look down on my shirt I'm with...ohh shit Sometime, I don’t remember when, our thoughts became the same Assimilated, converged, debilitated Effective immediately, Submerged in a sea of monotony, somehow she locked me, somehow she got me. Caught me sleeping, dream stealing Don't remember my head being this close to the ceiling smelling Lablah tisan Drole de Rose on ma chest (bway) Gotta wash quick or this room a be a mess Unrest, infected, panic, gotta get correct I know I gotta move b-but why can't I?! Aaahhh!!! What the hell is going on, I can't move my hands no more Two eyes of a different eye what's true is now a lie Surprise, I hereby dub thee a wooped guy Fly guy, bye guy, a life that's bone dry, somehow she got the man on a low high, yep, and pretty soon she'll probably want my hand like a curly fry. Chorus 1: You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, (hey!) get outa ma head Yeah You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, get outa ma head Yeah!! Verse 2: Well hello, good evening pleasure seeing, tell me Where did I go last night ohh yeah that's right I was with your friends I love your friends I hate your friends There smile, eyes, lies, how their tongues glide on snide How they tryin to shape me up to fit in to ya little click To get me used to the little bubble you tryin ta put me in Tryin ta give me new air like I'm on life support system Wits kick them and Yessir I the victim Huh! You love it huh, how you think I’m a dude on standby Idle, Pull up, pull back, clutch, vroom Cruising looser avenue wearing Jorhans than Jordans cause someone didn't think it was that important In your hands I'm a fool never conceptualized I gotta unsystemize from this pedantic "life style" I advise to wipe the glitter from ya eyes you’ll go blind better watch the cliff you on or else this may become a suicide. Chorus 2: You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, (hey!) get outa ma head Yeah You, is what I won't feel (no no!) Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, get outa ma head Yeah!! Channel 1: Push me on Gonna drive me crazy What does it take to for you ta Shut up baby! (Bridge!) Bridge: (solo) Haaa I think I need a lil help! Mac Dog! Verse 3 They try to get me to fit in with them but really what they need is to fit in wit him. Village taught me, when I was just a youngin’ people will turn on you quick llike a tv or something. But Im a doctor they can’t match my practice even with a box of Diamonds you couldn’t match this. Practice, Mac’s rhymes got diarrhea (Why?) They don’t lack shit I don’t need your circle dawg, yall too stupid Im in my own circle like Im hulahooping. I remain the same and still change the game Double positives, Im a supreme (Supreme) Im like a penny, there just aint no change in me How ironic, that just might be the change ya need. Been the same since knee high to a ducks but and the soul reasoning is b-because Chorus 3: You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, get outa ma head Yeah You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, get outa ma head Yeah!! You, is what I won't feel Get outa ma head, Get outa ma head Yeah You tryin ta take control Get outa ma head, get outa ma head Yeah!!