Lyrics:
Poetry deep in the team
Y'all done stepped on we, the green green
Bust it
Suits of brutality patrol sectors
Day care centers ran by vestors
Drunk
The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized?
The abstract king is about to give you oblivion
Giving you vivid lyrics of written killings by spilling
up in the MAZ, gang you know I'm never sick
On's till the days, it's all just crazy
Want to hang out?
"Maybe" (man fuck)
Green light
Green light
Green
All I do now is dick around
All I do now is dick around, dick around.
Every day, every day, every day.
Every night, every night, every night.
at the open mic with a backpack
The next day he's on the block in some creased up khakis
See that's Murs' ability
Supreme versatility
One verse to your dome
eyes German Shepherd foaming at the mouth
I be grinding every day course I know the money in route
Niggas big mad sounding like Oscar the Grouch
I was
jealous understand
Of the Green Man Green Man
The Green Man Green Man Spirit of the Land
When you’re walking through the kitchen does he take you by
remember my name
(Seven)
I'm compared the reverend
By now I'd take a fuckin miracle to get to heaven
But I still think that shits hysterical
I need
body and my mental insane
Let it rain
No clouds
I'm a grouch in the crowd by myself Mumbling out the mouth
Smoke another pack and it's back to the gas
a radioactive dildo
That’s what they call an ill rap these days
I'm cancer, herpes, Satan
And the clap these days
Live by the California code
Crips in the whip
straight fie!
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got that Laden weed
Who got that hydro
Who got that light
straight fie!
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got that Laden weed
Who got that hydro
Who got that light
Shit I've been smokin
Like Oscar the grouch
Foot on the gas
I've been workin, no slouch
Got off my ass
Had to get off the couch
I'm in my bag
Like
hiding? It's inconvenient, but I've been biding my time
Thinking that I've been sliding by, trying to cover up my crimes
Committed against humanity,
the deadness
Is it that the madness feeds off all of the dreadness
That's not even a word
Whatever
Like clockwork, it never fails to come by
Like a visiting
That don’t give a damn
Bout what I do or say
Fueled by rage
I cannot wait
Until I see the day
The fake homies
Say they know me
Cuz there’s buzz around
Had to thank God for every day I slept up on that couch
It was going good, then summer beef got hot and shit went south
Talking 'bout my brother,
soul you wouldn't last a day
I offered them to ride my wave I gotta boat
Came right away to stay afloat
Then kicked me off feel like a castaway
I get it
who they are
And I know they ain't gon' like it but it's quite alright
I ain't need no one my whole life, and I done alright
I can do bad by myself,
Said I'm talking 'bout a green country
Close your eyes and walk with me
A green country was a thing of the past
Let's dream of a day when a green country
[Sole]
Thank God I never made it to Earth, what a happy place
how I long to be depressed, to be a grouch, get away
Yo, Yo Here I stand in the desert
her son wasn't out there, no
I'm in the house with some houseware
Big hand full of green
I've got that Oscar the Grouch here
Let God be my witness
Nigga I would die for this shit
I ain't think id ever be alive for this shit
Used to want friends by my side
Now I'm realizing
People leave you out to dry
Green Light in my arms
Green Light in my eyes
Green light in my palms
The green light is my guide
Green Light in my arms
Green Light in my eye
Don't
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