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with your banger
I bang that 9 what you banging
I swear that Glock go Frankie Lymon how that bit get to sanging
Know bodies dropping when they sign me

baby)

I think we can hit islands or nothing to (significant)
We could get it in roll it up to smoke it up take (another hit)
I'm loving it like Mickey

Glass tables holding glass pieces, glass bottles
Baptized by a man with glass eyes
The wisdom that refracts light
And every crack in the chalice gets

card
I'm blowing woods you smoke Outlars 
No movie but yo bitch play her Part
She wit me now she swear she a Star
That's our bitch the y silent in Your

heart could ever feel this vacant
But Every time we got high it was another distraction
Vision blinded by blunt smoke and dirty actions
You always lusted

to get to the evening
Even believe in our dreams, when it's not seeming
And it's odd all the onus go behind the mask
Like seven, nine, ate up all the love

Yea, Bro they said you had a heart attack
I grabbed my chest like fred shit I felt that
On the highway doing 80 kid in back
No turning back
Eyes

reality
If she's feelin me baby let your feeling free
I don't wanna change degrees but I feel like imma freeze if I don't
I just wanna smoke
Gotta Stay true

When I smoke it's in my dungarees
When I sip my drink I sip it carefully
I'm five seconds away
From grabbin gats and cockin back
Can't expect me to front

Why Johnny Ringo
You look like somebody just walked over your grave

Space Cowboy
Didn't think you'd show up

When I see the uh
If I see the uh
When

call my name
Winters passing but I feel the same 
Keep my eyes out of the smoke, and keep the fire inside your own
Ember and Bones inside my closet
Meet

Out in the square, a man in a raincoat
Standing there
We met by the land where the newsboy cries
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes

We smiled

neck screaming choke me more, balls deep she at heavens door, smoke one now she ready for the encore, this money made her cum, see dollar signs in dem

lanes
I'm in your hood, sip ginseng
Don't listen to what jinn say
Really I'm just warming up
So bring an extra t shirt
Put my heart in each verse
I dig

Play On

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

the player's den
On the way mail a letter to my brother in the pen
There's a smile on your face from my smooth dub style
See you later alligator, after a while

my blunt, so what the fuck you mean
You dissing in a song, we turn your house into a scene
I need to smoke to calm down, they think that I'm a fiend
I

to feed my seed, holy water I got smoke for anybody, head, no ganja
Take a quick break, on a plain  like Santa Everybody IG gangsta, but who dey by your

(Man I don't even know what they was talkin' bout)
I was doin' me, rocking out
You a lame always got my name in your mouth
I get it out the mud you

Reign of Terror

Sabaton

Primo Victoria

2011

you our way
Sooner or later we'll get you
Don't try to hide in your holes underground
Just like an insect we'll smoke you right out

Night time

the wall computer's got knocked down
Look in ya eyes, Like I could kill this nigga right now
Fought in the room, and you told me get out
Like Damn, I let Los

just to get by
I spread my wings I can fly, she spread her thighs watch my dive
Demon all in my eyes, you see my smoke I’m on fire
I got diamonds in my

of my essence
An eighth to the dome can make me think about
Easing that stress while I'm making you moan
Perfectionist. My teeth in your flesh
Get a taste

And I - I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Feel that for a bit, talk to ‘em rich
Bout a 1000 blunts rolled
Lil smoke for

that I'm asking...
call me bae!
Three in the morning
We turn off the lights
Trippin' 'n' seekin'
I see in your eyes
We get so high...
Damn!
We hitting