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Cannabis Professor
I get inspired by the blunt
So light it up
I get inspired by the blunt
Paranoia
I get inspired by the blunt
Hey, look
I gotta teach y'all

Summer junk stew with my pin up doll
Chilling with my swim trunks on, mm
Picnic by the lake by the farm
Summer junk stew with my pin up doll
Chilling with

to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered
In my two-one deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by
The blue bayou caught the warm goo

made love up in the Honda
She had gained so much weight we could barely maneuver
Around the backseat so we parked the car by Herbert Hoover
Once again

like, glah, glah, glah

Dri-drive-by ootin' from deep
Pole jam up, he get beat 'til he bleed
And we not gon' stop til' he sleep
Hang out the V like "It's

Artist: Before. 
Album Title: City Boy
Track Title: Coolest in the city
Track No.: 3

Tell the bitch in the east I ride 
Tell her I'm coming thru

from some goo
Only to have it escape and then fly away with you

I'd like to see you get crushed by ten tons of irony
And have a cell tower fall on you

savoir faire
In round peg city, I'm a square
Got my mind wrapped up 
In Superman's chains
And I'm fighting my ghost again
Yeah I'm fighting my ghosts again

Evil Lair

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Intro
You got it

1st Verse
In my evil lair I’m right there

dead before they ever see us up
And I'm livin' by that lead, I said I'm dead, I give it up
You don't love me like you said, what the fuck happened

Smoke a Blunt

Afroman

4ro:20

2004

a blunt
Nice and slow
Hold the smoke
Then let it go

I love smoking weed all by myself
Don't have to pass it to no one else
I hit my blunt
Anytime I want

It was stolen by thieves
There's a bit of my goo in
My Fruit of the Looms
My tighties ain't so whitey
Lost a few of my dudes
I don't mean to be crude
I

Shoutout to the Wutang, DJ turn me
Up a lil bit homie
Yea oh ya'll done figure out who
It is by now right? haha
It's me young buck bitches what it do

ima preach like a deacon
Like I'm Solid B I walk the beat like a farmer
I pull up by myself bitch I don't need a army
I pull up by myself bitch I don't

And when you wake up go and chase your dreams
Don't let your action be dictated by the pay
Cause I don't car if I'm a hundred years o-o-old
I'll never give

Real dope boy used to run it up in Lakeside
Had to keep the fire by my bedside
Woke up one night yea I was clutching on it
Thought I heard some niggas

to put it on some niggas
But they had some luck
Bitches pullin' up, smosh go get the truck
Fish a ton up out the thirty
Now they gotta duck fat dog tried

embrace, need to chase,
And as a result our hard work goes to waste. 
So we turn the page, pick up playing the bass
And enticed by the sound realm, start

that's new
Afghan goo
Splittin' it up
For a spliff and a blunt
Lit it then
Just hittin' it up
Till it's this big and done
Wu-tang it
Grab a can and take

Hoes- 
 Might Wipe His Nose for Tryna plot. Get da Drop Early Mornin Evil Twin swing by Ya  Spot 
Call da guys - Dey gone pullup Quick 2 Hop out Like da

by the divine Holy Spirit
Cause I've been thinking lately that I

I've been wasting time what do you think
So I've been wondering what I'm supposed

Fatality

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Intro
Challenge accepted test your luck hahahahahahahaha

1st

a Good Burger and All That cat, Huh
Better strap up cuz I ain't falling for that
She got vinegar by the tub., man I heard she got that snap back
Couldn't

with gimmicks, I was out for the count, I was down now I'm innit
Got my boys locking in, now we up and we winning, it was 3 by the 2, now we seeing