Lyrics:
the foliage
I came across my own tracks and I became discouraged
cnd then at long last I found a cavern
I crawled inside and I lit my lantern
cnd it was all
for the evening
I'm so gone like I'm already leaving
Tables are set and the candles are lit
She's in a dress that's fitted with a real high slit
Can't
Beats by Kobi!
Ey!
Flipping them bands I've been chopping that shit
Flipping them bands I've been talking that shit
Chopping that shit
Flipping them
and pen
Ascend your status through the magic of my ancestors
Finding voodoo in the vision of my Avatar
State
Kicking science through lit/er/ate
Sure, they
dome while I'm yawning
Fresh outta the booth, Yeah we lit it up
You'd swear that we trapped in a sauna
I smile for the camera, that's public relations
I
Geordie scurried in the dark
With Romeo not far behind lit up by a cigarette spark
Took our haul to Lexie's she said we'd get our share
When we rocked up
we fire
I got lit on my own, sold a brick by my own
Those days all I needed was
A blick and a phone my young nigga hungry
He just hit a lick for his
was beaten so bad
That you would think
He got touched by all the members of the UFC
I got closer
His body was shakin' bad though
My peripheral saw
that shit by the pound
Roll it up ill burn it down
You cant out smoke me clown
Smoking purple blowing clouds
See the circles hear the wows
If yo bud
school kicks that my pops shoulda bought me (remember that?)
Raised by the block as a shorty, so tell me how could you fault me (tell me how)
When these
Told that nigga cut off dread and ima front him
If he moving like the feds, we gone choke him by his dreads, have him running, running
The money coming,
Improper you get it
I’m tossing this roster
Cause why even bother
We’re all gonna die
If we can’t find each other
We’re blinded by facts
That relax all
root to the peak
Walk to my beat, I’m on my seat
I’m on a path that aint marred by belief
Nectar is sweet, Bathed in amrit
Baptismal waters that flow
by my name (I do)
Man, these hoes ain't never rockin' with no lames (who's that? That's you)
Bitch, I'm married to this motherfucking game (damn
Better tell him you ain’t sorry
We getting lit
We ain’t bothered by nobody
We hit the function
We gettin’ naughty
Forget your man
Don’t bring him
Xl oversize bigger jumpers
Sicko the drip is lit my brother
Took his shit, fuck it like, what the bumba?
Pattern Chanel
Pattern your girl, hop in
baseball, I can't wait till Drake calls
Two-tone, five-five-six, shit'll take your face off
I remember back when I sampled that one song by Nate Dogg
Opps
gotta live by one rule
Remind myself every day not to dress like you
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my
the fall,things get lit
But by summer, you'll leave
I'm sick of the games
That these niggas play
They think I'm naive
Fuckin up my space
And I'm damaged as fuck
But
you like it there we'll quit our jobs and stay the month
But if you think we'll miss our friends too much
We'll hop on a plane and be home by brunch
that y'all had for Chris
You were too lit to remember it
You fail yourself each day you live
And that's why I call you bitch, I betcha
I was a bitch
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
the limbs of the devil
A rare distinguishable rapper, a flare lit up and then set them (On fire)
With a barbed wire I turn into invincible leopard, and yeah,
Every hurricane
Starts with the typical breeze
And the eye is the
Heart of the difficulties
Don't be fooled by the weather cause It Changes quick
And it
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