Q Presents: - Electronic Lyrics

I can't stop
TIl' I'm lookin' like a foreign body
Sittin' pretty
All up inside a new Bugatti
Fresh Biscotti
Dressed fresh to death, we killin' Tommy
Drip tsunamis
In bombers jackets like kamazaes
Ask anybody
I'm bout the shit, this ain't no hobby
Niggas salty
They waited turns but I slept in the lobby
They made it shoddy
Foundations of a great commodity
But men are spotty
Intrinsic, so they came with shotties
Incapable
My heart had laid words of warnings on me
So I love a thottie
A spoiled bitch who does pilates
An Itty body
That does nothing for the lust inside me
For true connection
A mind for mine, even in death beside me
You can't look back now
You gotta go forward like Scottie
The camera's blacked out
You gotta say goodnight and good morning
A burning madhouse
My countrymen might die while it's pouring
I can't keep track now
How many of us killed on accordance

Mind in my payroll
Left it out on the table
Got my say, so
Now we counting the pesos
Mind my angles
Get the back of my halo
Nigga reek of death
They call him Diablo, like ayo

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic

I miss my brother
I can't wait to see him out penitentiary
Hope he discover
A brand new man when he back out up in the streets
Beat is butter
Silky smooth, lightly guided by entropy
Ain't many others
That that could ride it out except for me
A kitty slugger
City lover, sin corrupter
Angel duster
Pulverized, their glory suffered
Court conductors
Cauterized their cord conductors
Gore combustors
Shot out their chest before the usher
Her pussy good
It got different types of prices for entry
Brown and hood
Might just wanna give her all of my legacy
Misunderstood
All these niggas used up all of her energy
Hollywood
She a star, she think that it's meant to be
Middle fingers up
Shout it out to my many enemies
You ain't corrupt
You just play and try to pretend to be
Roll one up
Breathe and puff, the auroma is cleansing me
Hold my luck
Roll and tuck, pray that he's blessing me

Mind in my payroll
Left it out on the table
Got my say, so
Now we counting the pesos
Mind my angles
Get the back of my halo
Nigga reek of death
They call him Diablo, like ayo

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic

Got madrigals
A maze of soul
Available
In many colors
Amazeable
Retainable
Retainer full
Left to discover
Made of gold
In days of old
They've still have yet
To uncover
I stay so cold
I can't unfold
I use it
Just to act as buffers
I cannot back down
These police want me all on crack
How - I must attack now
I blow your brains, I blow her back out
These niggas bad down
It's critical they pass a background
Last laughs of cash clowns
Corduroy to cooking hash browns
A lonely stash house
Got razor blades to cut the crack pounds
Adoring black hounds
But no remorse left for a trashed town
Behold the last crown
Must kneel before you get the last round
It's hard to track down
It's kingdom come, I'm coming back down
Write in bold
Words foretold
Lay my scrolls
At yo' centerpiece
Left on hold
Chance is close
I can feel
My amenities
Many molds
Many folds
I can feel
All your energy
In many worlds
Many pearls
Wonder
Which one they're sending me

Mind in my payroll
Left it out on the table
Got my say, so
Now we counting the pesos
Mind my angles
Get the back of my halo
Nigga reek of death
They call him Diablo, like ayo

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic

Are we compatible
Tell me, it's electronic
It's electronic
It's electronic