Others Othk - Cranium Lyrics

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Combo to your cranium
Punk
My style like titanium
Crafted with Vibranium
Lyrical warfare
I got you in my crosshairs
Blood money at the source where
Judges with grudges enforce fear
Something for nothing no rules here
Manic depression but now my path clear
Weaponize my words shit I might go nuclear
Life is circular set fire to the earth
If your feeling unsure best trust my words
You're a piece of shit and you ain’t the first
Recite number verse it don’t raise you worth
Absurd
Now Burn in your Golden hearse
Now burn in your righteous hearse
The last shall be first for sure
Fuck it
Do what you will
With ya Gucci purse
And ya Louie shirt
What a waste of work
Just to look fly in the dirt
Step up
Act up
Get one
Right to your cranium
Get knocked out
If you're in my radius
From the coliseum
To the stadium
Othk Bomb as fuck
No uranium
Others chill as fuck
Till you fuck with us
And I have to finish em
Stuck in a paradox
Between hate and love
From the golden mic
To the golden glove
Love to lust
Don’t believe
Don’t trust
What you hear
On the media
Days full of meaningless trivia
Bag full of paraphernalia
Bong filled with smoke
Body full of euphoria
Till you fuck up
And I gotta aim my scopes right at cha
Cause Chaos
And mass hysteria
What you staring at
Why you on the run
Angry
Faded off of rum
If they fuck with you
Got ahead and bury em
They ain’t on my team
If I have to carry em
Don’t forget
To protect yo neck
Cuz I always got oni on deck
Two toned
Always stoned
Hatred radiating from my bones
If I don’t fuck with you
Best leave us alone

1 2
Combo to your cranium
Punk
My style like titanium
Crafted with Vibranium
Lyrical warfare
I got you in my crosshairs
Blood money at the source where
Judges with grudges enforce fear
Something for nothing no rules here
Manic depression but now my path clear
Weaponize my words shit I might go nuclear
Life is circular set fire to the earth
If your feeling unsure best trust my words
You're a piece of shit and you ain’t the first
Recite number verse it don’t raise you worth
Absurd
Now Burn in your Golden hearse
Now burn in your righteous hearse
The last shall be first for sure
Fuck it
Do what you will
With ya Gucci purse
And ya Louie shirt
What a waste of work
Just to look fly in the dirt
Step up
Act up
Get one
Right to your cranium
Get knocked out
If you're in my radius
From the coliseum
To the stadium
Othk Bomb as fuck
No uranium
Others chill as fuck
Till you fuck with us
And I have to finish em
Stuck in a paradox
Between hate and love
From the golden mic
To the golden glove
Love to lust
Don’t believe
Don’t trust
What you hear
On the media
Days full of meaningless trivia
Bag full of paraphernalia
Bong filled with smoke
Body full of euphoria
Till you fuck up
And I gotta aim my scopes right at cha
Cause Chaos
And mass hysteria
What you staring at
Why you on the run
Angry
Faded off of rum
If they fuck with you
Got ahead and bury em
They ain’t on my team
If I have to carry em
Don’t forget
To protect yo neck
Cuz I always got oni on deck
Two toned
Always stoned
Hatred radiating from my bones
If I don’t fuck with you
Best leave us alone