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phosphene-flavored intro
01:11
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2. |
between mountains
01:47
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The fire in my eyes
Is only a reflection
Of your impending demise
Open wide for this humble pie
I ain't the one to despise, I just undermine
Agendas, the sun shines relentless
Sometimes in the desert the mirages get the better
Cause we see what we wanna, desire clouds perception
Never had a mentor, always been demented
Often I pretended I was earning more than I was spending
Far from the ending
I might be blitzed off the mahi mahi tacos
Smoking while I'm watching the Sopranos
But time's running out its a bitter pill to swallow
Soon I'm headed to Seattle by way of Colorado
Get my business off the ground plant the seed for my giving tree
Call up the chef for the catering delivery
Exercise my liberties, all about the synergy
I'm tryna make history, anybody dissing me
Them uppercuts hit your chin like a violin
Always eat my vegetables, THC my vitamin
Soft leaves in the valley of the vicodin
Im running out of steam, man this life is so siphoning
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3. |
sublimate
02:02
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4. |
all on me
01:45
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plugganaut
02:40
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C-R-Y to the M
Might take the L or ride in a benz
Wilin' again scribing lies with the pen
I slide through the Chi getting high with some friends
Puffing lye cuz everybody dies in the end
You can hide and deny, you can try to pretend
Like your life span extends when you buy and you spend
But you never been on the other side of the fence
Won't cry or lament or disguise my intent
I'm a total fucking package I just fly where I'm sent
I'm the guy that provides a surprise when I rise
To the mic something like a pariah of men
Otherwise known as outcast, outclass my classmates
Outlast illuminati, got my own handshake
Hoes get lower than republican tax rates
Fat faced corporate rodents running the rat race
Better highlight your raps and hit backspace
Cause you don't wanna hear the sound that the gat makes
Bang Bang
It's in my nature
I move them decimal places I'm countin paper
Smoking vapors my spaceship color the raiders
I aim the lazer at haters I'm on my vader
These suckas don't have a chance
We in sedans
I lay the plans I ain't even gotta lay on hands
Lollapalooza guap I done booked the biggest bands
With more plugs than a power strip
We just hunt for the loudest whip and pull cowards right out of it
I'm the plugganaut, you'ont know what this money cost
You wanna sell the kid short take another shot
Been stinging bitches with the honeypot
Acting like a bumbaclot
Looking for a wonderwoman all I see is wonderthots
My shooters they pikachu you bout to get thundershocked
Knife in the right, dime bag in my other sock
You just here to take the credit, didn't even come to rock
And won't hold it down when the comfort squad rush the spot
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kalkali
00:55
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7. |
idoit
02:14
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You want it I got it
Vanilla cake and white chocolate
Cornbread coming out my pockets
I hustle out the oven how I'm dropping this hot shit
Potency preposterous, CRYM is committed with no accomplice
Rocking more leather than someone that's into bondage
I do it I did it that's cocagne I sniff it
That's codeine I sip it that's crack then I bag it and zip it
That's acid I tab it its cash then I grab it its pack then I wrap it and ship it
The hash and the wax and the shatter in batches don't ask if I handle my business
Y'all act like you trappin Atlantic Pacific but you ain't got water nah you can't go fishing
Yo pickins the slimmest yo digits diminished you finished your winnings is miniature midgets
I tried told you bitches I live in the kitchen
My whip so pristine it ain't even existent
The squad pull up on em no physical fitness
When God make the judgment I be my own witness
Edibles i move that
Brussels sprout sauteed in goose fat
Motherfucker news flash
Luminous with lewd raps
Some would say I'm too crass
Showing up to the boot camp in a du-rag
I'm witcha boo eating moose tracks
Aiming 22's at you fruit bats
If you can't compute fast
All you hear is two claps
Then you got a burlap sack over your face bitch true facts
Come around me if you wanna get faded
You like my old shit you gon flip for the latest
I'm hella underrated me and money are related
So the kid'll be retarded if we go and have a baby
Cash in the carseat black AMG Mercedes
Keep it simple why you always have to overcomplicate it?
C-M-F-T-S-Q-D B-S-G THC LSD we are well affiliated
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holdin
01:52
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9. |
u tha type
01:22
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10. |
bagfulla
02:59
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Bagfulla drugs and I'm riding by police
Everyone know me, I be that homie
BSG MOB
Fuck you crazy, Cee Lo Green
I want that old school R&B I turn on 103
Slanging that OG
QPs and OZs
Tincture by the vial
Smelling like indo leaf
Y'all cant bite my style
Cause I'm one fresh SOB
Y'all be talking piles
But I spent that on my sneaks
And then I three peat so one can never touch my feet
If a chick wanna meet up she know it must be discrete
No I'm not Blagojevich I'll never sell my seat
I'm in a drawer in the morgue under a sheet and won't admit defeat
Cause victory is just too sweet If it was up to me
I'd be living comfortably like every pair of slacks is dungarees
And then these thots would not be making fun of me
Piano plus a dozen we be doper than a hunnet keys
Baby I like your skirt, lets see whats underneath
I never seen you twerk, won't you do it once for me?
If you wanna be the best then I'm the one to beat
Your bitch eating outta my hand she munching treats
I got bars hella bars, like I'm anxious when I fly
But I copped a helicopter from the profits stacking high
Who am I, half impish, half pimpish what I rap is gibberish
Like I'm spitting simlish on these tracks you get your glimpses
How I glisten like I just stepped out the gym bitch
I'm doing pull ups how I get so fucking lifted
Separating wheat from the chaff, I be sifting
Through my opposition and there ain't no crop when I'm finished
So obviously, you think you cream you might be half and half
The flow bouncing I'm trouncing you flounders mastered ass
I just relax amass the cash and dab the waxless hash
That red and yellow thang looking like I crashed a cab
No Ronald McDonald, I'm at your family reunion so your mom'll be fondled
I'm van pursuing cabbage and poof I'm doing magic like I was Patrick Ewing
Nix that, I give a crap about your knickknacks
I got a big sack, I bet you wanna lick that
Click clack dickslap you til you call me slickback
But say the whole thing, thats right every time
And if you falter I'mma alter all your paradigms
I'm getting head off craigslist, my dick got a deathwish
Still I stay the freshest with no gem encrusted necklace
Young and reckless, word to Roc fuck the hecklers
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11. |
jingle bells
03:12
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12. |
8 bit
01:30
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Don't like to fuck with mass production, keep the batches small
Pay a bitch a million dollars just to answer calls
And not to ask at all, I sport the kicks designed for basketball
But haven't seen the court since last fall
Receive the parcel then await further instructions
Your bird is subject to my verbal seduction
Tryna move away from herbal combustion
But if I can't get high soon I'm murdering something
Roll up the lab tested burning no bunsen
Hit it once and you're off in that terminal slumber
Lobsters from Maine,
Ganja strains from the doctor for ocular pain
What I clock is insane
The rocks on the watch is deranged
My bitch is a pretty picture in a optimal frame
Y'all playing sick this ain't no hospital game
You just avoiding class, go walk in the rain
Take a walk in the rain, fam…scram
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14. |
drug induced mustache
02:08
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Drug induced mustache, flustered when I rush past
Sinister since rugrats, munchies in a rucksack
I'm plugged in never plugged out
Til my screen freeze and I shut down
You seedlings get cut down
Never know who I can trust now
And that 25i be the compound
Everything nice but the comedown
Hate being told to calm down
When I wind up get unwound
Came in the game just to dumbfound
Royal raps but I'm uncrowned
We snuck out and bust the blunts out
In Sunset park after sundown
I remember when we could run round
Without a second thought of getting gunned down
But that's just how it goes is Chiraq
They might stab they might blast
Don't front like you got my back
Cause we ain't never known one one another like that
If you try and act you get typecast
Thots with the penis thigh traps
Smoke frankincense with my wise man
And end up just sounding like a wise ass
Expatriate, boy am I glad
That Iraq draft bypassed
Half high class half white trash
I look just like my dad
But this my path, get off my nads
You write period pieces on your iPad
I'm getting topped off like a refill in a range
No wonder I heat her up the way I'm spitting flames
Only place you go hard is in the paint
But, I see that chipping when you switching lanes
We all in one field playing different games
And since I came ain't nothing been the same
Never will I assimilate
Smoking triple A til I disintegrate
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