Chris Miles - Headbang lyrics

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This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

You make that, you insane

Headbang, sick of my mind, one of a kind

I kill it with every rhyme and I’m insane

Never live in a lie, give me some time

And I’ll pick at the top

I’m like stop, boy, let’s get it going

That base break, you’re Cali born

Fine flow on all my foes and I stay flier than UFO’s

Man, who would know? Nobody better

Hello, your circle full of squares like ego, Lego

I’m ready to get it, you better be ready to hear it

I’m a lyrical serial killer, really been a menace since I came through

And I shut it down, every verse, man, I lay it down

Mess around, you haters clowns, I’m the illest that so let’s get it now

You be working 9 to 5, talking about I’m a lie

Little hater, check your pockets

Stopping in and out so when you try to do it big like South Club …

The hottest acting, you’re … the commas, watch out, we be chopping, head banging

You dying, I end it like Mayans, my mind is a weapon

I won’t never stop till my life will be grand

Man, I never set in silence, I’mma get it here

Every single second of the day I’mma kill it, I’m the realest

I’m fiction, I hit on the kills with the sickest participants stealing your misses

This is something up in your head too sick

Few of my broads went to med school, bless you

Every single goal I’mma reach, that young ass can’t get bread like street rats

This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

You make that, you insane

You a rock star going head bang, quit smoking my membrane

Rap is scared of my pain game, y’all spit flames, I ricochet

Popping that grand and the molly I roll

Making that rain when she grinding my pole

Baddest around but you already know, deal on the table, I’m ready to blow

Went from a record to a fucking bus

Taking shots for my prow, what’s the battle cost?

Sick in the mind, can’t get a flow here, look at the time, we gotta go

Louis Vuitton’s on my old shit, take it to hoes, it’s hypnosis

Sipping on a bottle in the black in the back and the whip

And I’m bagging it, bitch

Clippers sent me at it with a Mac and you mad that your click is a fuck to the trips

Homie ‘bout a …tearing it too much and get it done

Baby got a … off that I met a man with a bong

Go ahead and have it, you want it, I have it, I work it, I hustle away

Go over seconds and go over here, few more seconds then blow out a brick

Went and got what y’all waiting for, what you thinking I pay for?

Cake piles I’ll make more your trips … are next, boy

This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

Make them think you’re insane

Spin the floor, we take a sip

Now lean back, just break your neck

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

You make that, you insane

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

This gonna make your head bang

You make that, you insane