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Psychopathics From Outer Space, Part 3
01. Blast Off
02. Further Away
03. Truth Dare
04. Shake
05. My Addiction
06. My Van
07. Put It Down
08. Just a Song I Wrote
09. Last Day Alive
10. Zombie
11. Girls, They Love Me
12. If I Was God
13. Torn Possession
14. Reason
15. Hatchet Man
16. The Landing
Zodiac Imprint
Zero three zero

It's systematic the way it goes down

Beat engulfs your brain as the lyrics spin around
Who want it now? Zodiac Imprint just entered the building
Weapons ready in case you haters get to feelin'
Come on, I'm runnin' like I'm Carmelo Anthony
Blazin' down the lane like I was D'Wayne, sick as LeBron James

Motherfuckers don't want it with us
We still serial kill hits from dawn to dusk
What? Plus we make cuts to rooftops
Have your shit dropped to where your
Brain go splotch upon that big rock

So suck a cock and a cock to this gun, we don't stop
We runnin', we don't give a shit, let the cops come
Because we hope they can get some too
R.O.C. and Blaze, dead men walk on through
I thought you knew we don't play, boy
When it comes to this rap shit, we eat, breathe, and sleep that shit
Check it

Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)
Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)

We seen your brain on drugs, now your soul a Zodiac

The imprint attack, leave you shakin', we gonna clack-clack
Fresh out the gurney after multiple surgeries to the image
Fuck the scrimmage, we on the scene, first string like Jay Williams

I'm tired of seein' these hypocrite bitches hollerin' shit
Who they with? What they did with this and that and the other bitch?
It's not a problem with shakin' they soul loose
I refuse to be amused and pushin' bullshit that they choose

The media ain't funny 'less you sip on my 20s
If they pause and get it consumed and then booted and recruited
They government for the old men and women makin' decisions
But in the end, they really give a fuck how I'm livin'
They keep takin', we keep givin', and they'll never be addicted
And so many people shake that shit off and they forget it
You never mislead, you misinformed
That's why my grandma still thinks the Warn of Rock is Desert Storm

Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)
Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)

Me no give a fuck, better shake, boy, quick
Blaze shoot him, put one in his head like Swift
Zodiac make move and we leave the imprint
Damage all around, competition no exist
Me no give a fuck, better shake, boy, quick
Blaze shoot him, put one in his head like Swift
Zodiac make move and we leave the imprint
Damage all around, competition no exist

Meanin' there's no equal, you only embarrassin' you and your people
Your mind and rights, son, you bound to catch one
Before you go, your soul has gotta shake
Like earthquakes do upon the Western states
Raise hell with 50 shells and a six-shot revolver
Far from a peace, so it ain't a problem solver
It's a troublemaker, and I'm a troubled man
Standin' with your soul in my hand is the plan

Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)
Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)
Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)
Shake your soul loose (Loose, loose, loose, loose)
Shake your soul loose (Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta)