Subpoena (feat. SPLICE & Wunthr)

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(I get high, My limits I push)
(Subpoena your opinions, Smoking bomb George bush)
I get high, My limits I push
Subpoena your opinions, Smoking bomb George Bush
Booker T on the kick I just Groove thru the snare
Now we finna get booked so go Be aware, Yeah
I get high
My limits I push, Subpoena your Opinions
Smoking up on George bush, Booker T on a kick
I just grooved thru the snare now We finna get booked
Yeah devil be red, with bitches Stuck in my head
They wishing that I was dead I Treat that bitch like a friend
Got no time to make amends, But plenty time to go spend
With people who are pretend I’d Rather go see the end
My life is up in my pen writing Bout lovers and beamers
So Shout out to every dreamer, You made your boy a believer
Got something they'll never teach Ya
Got something that’ll never leave Ya
Til I die
Writing every flow Got me feeling like cyhi
Trying to be present As I watch the time fly
Wrapping up my dick Or tell this shit bye bye ,It’s that quick
Rather put my time to getting fat rich
Sounding like that shit , I’m gone
I get high, my limits I push
Subpoena your opinions, Smoking bomb George bush
Booker T on the kick, I just Groove thru the snare
Now we finna get booked so go Be aware, yeah
I get high
My limits I push, Subpoena your Opinions
Smoking up on George bush, Booker T on a kick
I just grooved thru the snare now We finna get booked
F*ck tryna politic Bitch, tf I look like a John McCain
Knocking on random addresses, Passing thru
To the back, smoking Backwoods back in the day
Inhale to brain, Cough hardly off of them Dutches
Down the street off Eglise, That wasn’t my corner
Call a coroner when we drop bodies to a track
Knocking out the wind, Mike Tyson to ribs
I’m off that Willie Nelson, Had a 2 propel me into oblivion
While reality was my sit in, Performances hardly heard Crickets
Except that rehab center In Pomona w Raulie gee
High school days became a fish Eye As time drift
Like a great white, Inside the sea
Haven’t left the side of the pacific
Since 98 some heads swear I’m 96n
Air max’s to my old shoes, Hard
To not attach to material when You
Appreciate its grooves when it’s Real, How much for fabric?
Street art through these raps, No I’m not Banksy
In a division where a line Don’t separate shit
But the difference from the shots, The ones people miss
From those who make it tryna Bite me, Boy you must be a Lacoste Alligator
I could say worse shit in person For Foreign thoughts, cranium
Stuck inside head, radiate Like Uranium, check
I get high, my limits I push
Subpoena your opinions, Smoking bomb George bush
Booker T on the kick, I just Groove thru the snare
Now we finna get booked so go Be aware, yeah
I get high
My limits I push, Subpoena your Opinions
Smoking up on George bush, Booker T on a kick
I just grooved thru the snare now We finna get booked

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