Mental Side Effects - Kool Keith, Kutmasta Kurt, Jacky Jasper

My mental mental mental side effects

Without a flaw we give you more

My mental mental mental side effects

We come first, you drool with thirst

My mental mental mental side effects

You drool with thirst, who come first

My mental mental mental side effects

We give you more without a flaw

My mental pressure for lesser lookin over the wall

Starin at the dresser it’s open and dope and you hopin

up down and broken on crack tokin to smokin my songs

Battle the pain, contain and claim and train and aim

the same trade, upgrade relayed contacts metaphor

Complex, kind of sore

For sure, for tour, for many but more, my shirt velour

Explore top chicks, white chicks, black chicks

You move skip flip switch first it’s grab your purses

Rehearse this, reimbursement, top lyrical president

Swap evidence, testaments in memory of, the man above

Style precise, ladies in love, relax in tub

Me not care about devil thrills, we wield clever quills

Pop a wheelie spin out peelin rubber wheels

We on hidden planets, with a cosmic vision

While you at the crick in the woods eatin chicken

Spockavelli, you country like pumpkin toss

You with mics like hot wings with no dunkin sauce

Fakin moves, you bluffin eyebrow pluckin

Call me Tex-Mex shuckin diesel truckin

Y’all need money, y’all need inspiration

Got that milk breath with a hesitation

Oval Office, nature of the beast

Cold profits, reachin towards the East

We so effervescent, get yo’panties stretchin

Got your kid in the alley, teach him a lesson

He’s confessin;

we know what you after

I’m thinkin movin faster than puppet master

I’m pickin up money, rollin with homies

Leavin them lonely, only few, I’m stickin to Jakes, new cake shit

Sometimes they call me, wishin they knew me Nuttin can move me, groovy, uhh

Sayin I’ll call, political, radical

And at you all, I’m doin it Tellin me, often-ly

Surprising me, they paying me Coming to slang, tryin to hang

I’m sittin on thangs, that’s real big

You don’t know, you don’t show no cash flow, the chicks know

Riffin and steppin no weapon and dead 'em

You send 'em I kill 'em you reckon

The money we make, the hookers we take

Your pockets we shake for cake, uhh

Homey I promise, Jakes ain’t honest

Tarnished Jakes ain’t modest duke

Benjamin, Kenneth did a good job with the Germans behind you

In your mind you think you’re incredible

But Benny, I wore the Black Elvis wig

Now you wear it I took off the wig, you just puttin it on

I got bored and left L.A.

I’m very impressed Benjamin, you just movin into L.A.

Are you a star fool?

Or do you wanna put down that pride you hide, and do a track together?

You let me know Benjamin