Circuits - Intellectual

[Intro]

(Woah, woah, woah)

Coming too far to go back the past

You got a problem it ain’t gonna last

Taking positions, I ain’t even ask

I run it up fast, I run it like the Flash

I jump in the steam, head first, no kettle

Pluck his strings, nigga get played out, heavy metal

I’m all on the move, I ain’t got time to settle

My side wiping, getting hit by the bezel

These niggas be clowns, they circus

So much plugs stay connected, I’m playing with circuits

In a v8 and i’m swerving

Pop my shit, just a little bit, did it on purpose

Working real late, bags under eyes

I’m rubbing it off, hand sanitize–r

Allblvck is the clique, rеal fuckin’ ties

And nigga we been that bettеr realize (hmm)

Benedict, come in slick, these niggas be broke they derelict (hmm)

Drop the muzzy out the fit, can’t talk to my demons they contradict (me)

Backtracked, did my own thing, niggas switched, ain’t that bouta’ bitch

Real talk, fuck them all though ‘cause Nebulh been shit, I brought action with the lip (hmm)

Too sick, contagious

Only smoke paper runnin’ out of pages

Get money freely, then fuck all them wages

Switchin’ them gears, stick shift were the gauge is

Placing the action, a nigga upstaged it

And pressure come tall, better don’t engage it

I’m with the mob and they armed and they dangerous

‘Who switched the game?’, better go and blame us (grah grah)