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Track: Bad Brain
Artist: Samara Cyn
Album: Bad Brain

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I don't wanna be too sentimental
Crack the forehead, pick the middle out
I don't wanna be too detrimental
Thinking 'bout the thought I can't get out
Shit, said conversations with the showerhead 'cause he don't judge me
And two hours to get this shit off, least I'm smelling lovely
That white gold on my teeth make me feel better, comfy, cozy
Relaxation just feel better with a little money

Too much thinking, too much stressing
Too much people-pleasing efforts
Too much say it with a smile
Truth is, yeah (Can I tell the truth?)
I don't really fuck with you bitches (I don't really fuck with y'all)
I made this steez with a vengeance (I know I put it on)
I lace up my shoes with intention
Make constant decision to stand up on business
Yeah, I know who I can call (Call you Rose)

Bad (Call), bad (Sweet), bad (Flower in bloom)
(Can I call you Rose?)
Brain

All these little voices in my voice gon' drive a bitch insane
As I'm talking, feel exhausted, think a bitch gon' pop a vein
Do my lines in the bathroom, still my thoughts on crack cocaine
Laugh so hard at they jokes, yeah, you got me Kurt Cobain
I'm a bad bitch, y'all can't kill me (Y'all can't kill me)
Fee-fi-fo-fum, y'all here, but y'all don't feel me (Y'all don't feel me)
Said me and my ego, we strut, yeah, we twinning (Yeah, we twinning)
Me and my twin, we gon' fill the whole damn building (Bitch, we twinning-winning)

Bad, bad, bad, bad brain (Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad)
Bad, bad, bad, bad brain

Too much thinking, too much stressing
Too much people-pleasing efforts
Too much say it with a smile
Truth is, yeah (Can I tell the truth?)
I don't really fuck with you bitches (I don't really fuck with y'all)
I made this steez with a vengeance (I know I put it on)
I lace up my shoes with intention
Make constant decision to stand up on business
Yeah, I know who I can call

Can I call you Rose? (Can I call you Rose?)
'Cause your fragrance takes over the room, darling
(Can I call you Rose?)