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your best anxiety attack - chongo lyrics

hey guys, i hope you like behindtale as much as i love putting it out. umm, so essentially, in the chat for the premiere, and also in the album page which is the link in the prescription, cough, cough, cough, [?] download, i mentioned that the mashup for “your best nightmare” was significantly toned down because the original version was way too crazy, and that’s true, it was originally called “your best anxiety attack” because of how crazy it was. and making it, i* literally gave me minor bouts of anxiety and headaches, so erring on the side of caution, the version you can see in the album is a much greatly toned down version. now what you’re about to hear is the original version. it’s not good, but it’s worth sharing. but without further ado, here comes “your best anxiety attack”

just a heads*up
this is about to get absolutely bonkers
so you better buckle in because it’s gonna be sensory overload [?]
ah sh*t, here we go again

well, now, don’t you tell me to smile
(now, baby, i’m the ripper, your baby daddy’s worst nightmare)
(do you have the time)
you stick around, i’ll make it worth your while
(catch me by the clair, i’ll be right there)
got numbers beyond what you can dial
(n*ggas copy everything we say)
(to listen to me whine)
maybe it’s because i’m so versatile
(louie frames, eyes lower than my gpa)

style, profile
(riding and swervin’, kush, i’m blown)
(about nothin’ and everything all at once?)
i said it always brings me back when i hear “ooh child”
(doors wide, my trunk bump like eddy road)
from the hudson river out to the nile
(i don’t cake hoes, i never tip the stripper)
i run the marathons ’til the very last mile
(i’m rich, b*tch, but you can call me cheap tha ripper)
well, if you battle me, i will revile
(sh*ll toes, yes, prps)
(i am one of those)
people always saying my style is wild
(there’s a man riding a horse on top of my chest)
you’ve got gall, you’ve got guile
(polo fresh, i am ze man)
(melodramatic fools)
to step to me, i’m a rapophile
(i be slam dunking tanqueray shots with lebron)

if you wanna battle, you’re in denial
(told n*ggas keep it carmelo, okay?)
(neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it)
coming from ur*n*s to check my style
(rolled past dave, told him “h*llo” and “hey”)
go ahead; put my rhymes on trial
(me and cash in something old on 23’s, ho)
cast you off into exile
(back window says “mama mel bicho”)

intergalactic planetary
(skateboarders grind, i grind, too)
(sometimes, i give myself the creeps)
planetary intergalactic
(that’s why you can catch me in dc shoes)
intergalactic planetary
(i quit the team but believe i’m ballin’)
planetary intergalactic
(want a verse, put up a stack or quit calling)
jazz and awol, that’s our team
(30’s on my chevrolet, call me super duper)
(sometimes, my mind plays tricks on me)
step inside the party, disrupt the whole scene
(garage like roots, i got more whips than kunta)
when it comes to beats, well, i’m a fiend
(riviera sitting on the bulls’ best hooper)
i like my sugar with coffee and cream
(y’all still riding 20’s, y’all some oompa loompas)

hit or miss, i guess they never miss, huh?
you got a boyfriend, i bet he doesn’t kiss ya (mwah!)
he gon’ find another girl and he won’t miss ya
he gon’ skrrt and hit the dab like wiz khalifa

doors sw*ng on n*ggas that got bad behavior
my four 15’s woke up the neighbors
interior crocodile alligator
i drive a chevrolet movie theater (oh!)
haha, uh
y’all already know what it is, street starz radio, world famous prettyboy floyd, chip tha ripper

najeneun ttasaroun inganjeogin yeoja
(today is gonna be the day)
keopi hanjanui yeoyureul aneun, pumgyeok inneun yeoja
(that they’re gonna throw it back to you)
bami omyeon simjangi tteugeowojineun yeoja
(by now, you should’ve somehow)
geureon banjeon inneun yeoja
(realised what you gotta do)
naneun sanai
(i don’t believe that anybody)
najeneun neomankeum ttasaroun geureon sanai
(feels the way i do)
keopi sikgido jeone wonsyat ttaerineun sanai
(and all the roads we have to walk are winding)
bami omyeon simjangi teojyeo beorineun sanai
geureon sanai

areumdawo, sarangseureowo
(and all the lights that lead us there are blinding)
geurae, neo, hey, geurae, baro neo, hey
areumdawo, sarangseureowo
(there are many things that i)
geurae

chaos, chaos

every day, i imagine a future where i can be with you
in my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you

’cause i’m feelin’ like i’m runnin’
(oh, well, imagine)
and i’m feelin’ like i gotta get away, get away, get away
better know that i don’t and i won’t ever stop
(as i’m pacing the pews in a church corridor)
’cause you know i gotta win everyday*day
(go) see, they really really wanna pop me
(and i can’t help but to hear)
(blow) just know that you will never flop me
(oh) and i know that i can be a little c*cky
(no, i can’t help but to hear an exchanging of words)
(no) you ain’t never gonna stop me

every time i come, a n*gga gotta set it
(“what a beautiful wedding”)
then i gotta go, and then i gotta get it
then i gotta blow, and then i gotta show that
(“what a beautiful wedding”, says a bridesmaid to a waiter)
any little thing a n*gga think that he be doin’
’cause it doesn’t matter, ’cause i’m gonna da*da*da*da
(“and, yes, but what a shame)
then i’m gonna murder everything and anything
a ba*da*boom, a ba*da*bing, i gotta do a lotta things
(what a shame the poor groom’s bride is a wh0re”)
that make it clearer to a couple n*ggas that i always win
and then i gotta get it again and again and then again

every instance of inspiration in my weary heart is running dry
and every melody is swiftly wearing thin
but even though i can’t push past this mental trap no matter what i try
a voice inside me beckons me to try again

somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
i ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed
she was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
in the shape of an “l” on her forehead

subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull
([?])
how i shot it on one, takin’ it back to the days of tryna lose control (tak*, tak*)
swervin’ in a blaze of fire, ragin’ through my bones

oh, sh*t, i’m feelin’ it, takyon
h*ll yeah, f*ck yeah, i feel like k!llin’ it, takyon
alright, that’s tight, what it’s like to experience takyon

out of the blue, into the bag
d.o.e. comin’ through like “f*ck, what was that?” (tak*, tak*)
man, i don’t know, but it made me feel so heated
how we creep without showin’ you jack
sh*t from below, give a sh*t if you know
’cause even if you did, bet you’d keep comin’ back
back for more, need it, man, you’re addicted to the heat
we make beats catch (tak*, tak*)
beat it ’til it bleeds to death, each track
epileptic seize every head we crack
like epmd, snappin’ necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map (takyon)

- chongo lyrics

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