Arriving in boats
Black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed
Covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leades, she's small
Pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time
She'd be readin' my mind

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it
This is Critcal Mass

So far, so good
I heard the other say
So good, so far
They're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it
This is Critical Mass

Now the tallest of two
With a bruh full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun
That it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart
Tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practise and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screamin' out down the hall

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Intro: Niggas can't hold me back We ain't comin' for no bullshit Niggas talking all that yackedy yack, word up Verse 1: Here's to Mrl Keith