Lyrics:
the center roll, uh
Fuck all the screeching and reaching, I'm preaching, I'm teaching
Take a listen with your ear, might be blessed with something severe
When
that chronic in my chest
(All in my chest)
Shining like a diamond in your ear like VVS (Like VVS)
Stocked up on good medicine all year like CVS (Like
Making low-key dough laying low in the cut
Got me tripping
Grab the mic and erupt
Fucking on these haters when we get rich abrupt
We blowing chronic clouds
ear open
Back n the day, a nigga str8 west-coasting
Even though N DC I was posted
West rappers gave me the focus
I had my left ear open
Back n the day,
and happiness
c grin ear to ear Might be seeing just the half of it
Not saying survey's accurate Just what I've been witnessing
Some flexing and posing like
Yeah Super Mysta
Hey yo kru they ain't ready for this man, they aint ready
Half a xan codeine smoking chronic
She ask me what I want i dodix
of why I'm here
Nothing that I do is enough ¿Right?
'Cause I just perceive your fungusive voice
Tearing my ears apart
Like zombies troops screaming
"You're
the Chronic like Dre
I watch my back and look for the bloops and the blunders
I'm Supersticious ask Stevie Wonder
I get the biggest Benz that cost
[California marijuana]
[Smoke a lot ??????]
CHORUS X 2 [Eligh]
It's the chronic
Marijuana
I think I want a hit
Take a trip, a sip of bomb
Come along
It's just
on it yuh yuh I'm on it
Someone grab a bottle start the beat and pass the chronic
I'm living full throttle put my life here in these sonnets
You're
Yeah yeah yeah, oo
Tunnel vision
I ain't seein nothin else, yeah
Chronic flowin I got potent
All these backwoods I been smokin
Mama sayin shit is bad
Shawty hearing all my music, I guess she love it
ReTread gon' be in their heads, and that's all chronic
Shawty looking way too hot, she looking tropic
We in the making
I ain't complacent
I'm in the attic
You in the basement
I ain't gone talk it, look
High off chronic, look
She like the tonic, yeah
I
Crush this crumbling shell of man
Break the seal of this dog earth
Enrage the dormant monger of war
Scourge and burn, no term of grace
I survey
recording on the 4-track, homie
New apartment, no fridge, no mattress, no table, no cable
And all I hear is my girl in my ear
And this nigga Eazy asking
An effervescing elephant
With tiny eyes, and great big trunk
Once whispered to the tiny ears
The ears of one inferior
That by next June he'd
shit is so profound, let's drink another quart
If you got a good heart you better get smart
If you got good ears you better listen clear
The masters
Hopped on the road and let's go get that money
I pull up hopped out and I'm smoking on chronic
Explain this to me boy how you allergic to money?
An Effervescing Elephant
with tiny eyes and great big trunk
once whispered to the tiny ear
the ear of one inferior
that by next June he'd die, oh
you feel it?
Supersonic, electronic soul
Hey, can you hear it?
Hyper-chronic, it's rock 'n roll
(Rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll)
Right now
the jack off hour, girl
You requested it and The Documentary 2 is in your ear
And I am the DJ that is gonna sock some soul to your ass
Not the DJ that can
distance even though we were once on the same floor as them niggas
So they were go-getters
We was different we rose above
Same as the chronic
Smoke guns
boost raw chronic
(Brutus in that booth, double scoop, hock vomit up)
(Sub rocking, thud knocking niggas teeth loose)
Bruh, I don't fuck with no cop
Sew up the game, Home Economics
Threw up the E, give me the chronic
Give me the rings, feelin' like Sonic
Ghostin' the plug, already on it
Yeah I
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