The Numbers Mason Lyrics

Fuck man, fuck man i cant really feel it dude, im losing it, im fucking going crazy dude, oh my

AHHHHHH

Thinkin bout the hoes my way

369 on my MySpace

Nineteen seventy six time scape

Got a boat load at my place

Mr gold finger plays the mind games

Mrs gold digger feeds off my mistakes

Whatchu wanna know I'm a mind to play

You can hit me up any time of day

I don't really know get cash till we get it

been cruising streets with Honda civic

Whatcha wanna know we down we living

Ain't a bad guy but we on this mission

Like spider man we cling to the ceiling

66 hours till we start this killing

44 minutes till we all gone feel it

22 seconds then we all in millis

In the mean time done saved lives

been knee high in da Shanghai but big guys

Done give rhymes I don't give fuck can't be mine fuck you say its not your tee time

But you know im im just like keenine

Razorsharp claws just like a feeline

Talor shaped fade you know it be mine

In the mean time wheres my nectar

I need a dab to make me clearer

Work at 5 that gone make me sicker

Feeling kinda hunggy i need a snicker

I dont need no love but a trickster

Not running ads but were always bigger

Mixing all these potions its always liquor

I don't know what to do I'm a sinner

Back again and im from the dead

66 hours and im at your head

44 minutes and ill be in my bed

22 seconds and youre eating my led

Thinkin bout the hoes my way

369 on my MySpace

Nineteen seventy six time scape

Got a boat load at my place

Mr gold finger plays the mind games

Mrs gold digger feeds off my mistakes

Whatchu wanna know I'm a mind to play

You can hit me up any time of day

I don't really know get cash till we get it

been cruising streets with Honda civic

Whatcha wanna know we down we living

Ain't a bad guy but we on this mission

Like spider man we cling to the ceiling

66 hours till we start this killing

44 minutes till we all gone feel it

22 seconds then we all in millis