Hunter $.
Drea
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Acid lips Chapped like a bitch (Hunter S.) I can still taste the DMT hit I chill with monsters under my box spring Only hobbies Writing raps to my beats while I smoke DMT The weed cloud my stomping ground Omaha my hometown Tell me who can stop me round Hit em with the boom botta Bouncing to the beat is the chick who's on my side My tool up in here beak worried I might crash and die Speeding fast ninety-five heading down the highway Was I smoking (Always) Was I choking (No way) I'm a Smooth criminal The only law I break is possessing drugs I wanna take Help me ease the pain Tell me Would do you the same Sacrifice it all for fame Tag along to say you came Ride then die or locked away Epiphany the mind state What I write the hardest bars Most practice blind faith Reading dummy history books Constant sit and ponder smoking marijuana Prophecy was stolen many years ago from the city of gold (Africa) All of y'all are pros but they never taught you so All the greatest started slow But from nothing had to grow listen Goal to gross the gold Bold move those who chose To put away for rainy day investing in a line of clothes I'm focused on the stone Sword sharpened minds blown You tune into assholes I'm turning to Ab Soul Preaching all that I know And learning all that I don't The ones in control they all quick to lie to you (They lying) Well known fact weed never killed never will Popping pills then you fit the bill Darwinism's Real Durden attitude in the face of nonsense Whenever that I spit I'm causing a mosh pit Dirty are my writtens and explicit are my tapes If you do not like the truth then advise you not to play Cut off the heads of snakes Nicknamed the Muffin Man Cause the grams that I bake are the best in the land I done ran through every pill that you could slam Middle name contraband Snorting lines with goblins I dare you not live a life full of drugs and crime Idolize potential Me I graduate my mental I chill with monsters under my box spring Only hobbies Writing raps to my beats while I smoke DMT The weed cloud my stomping ground Omaha my hometown Tell me who can stop me round Hit em with the boom botta Bouncing to the beat is the chick who's on my side My tool up in here beak worried I might crash and die Speeding fast ninety-five heading down the highway Was I smoking (Always) Was I choking (No way) Hunter S my life drugs putting me to sleep On my couch in my house no one living here but me I have heard my walls speak No they not discrete I have hit the DMT Twice a day this week Always got some weed Burn a lot of trees Make a lotta of trips to my local BP Criminal to some but my spirit ain't weak Do what you like I'll continue doin me It is graduation time I just find when my mind fly Redefine what I thought were Obstacles Possible It is graduation time I just find when my mind fly Redefine what I thought were Obstacles Possible (Anything) I chill with monsters under my box spring Only hobbies Writing raps to my beats while I smoke DMT The weed cloud my stomping ground Omaha my hometown Tell me who can stop me round Hit em with the boom botta Bouncing to the beat is the chick who's on my side My tool up in here beak worried I might crash and die Speeding fast ninety-five heading down the highway Was I smoking (Always) Was I choking (No way) (I chill with monsters)
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