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100 Proof (feat. YungGonthaTrack)
by Benwitdabeatz
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I hate when I talk
But I like when I rap
Figured well I'm good at that
And I'll just go on
Said the show must go on
Well at least I feel safe
With this fail-safe
A hundred proof
A hundred truths
A thousands eyes
Staring at a thousand lies
In the sky
I despise waiting on false prophets
The proctor reduced
Retreat in your mind
Seductive buckets
Catching tears from the weird kids
All for nothing
And what's my challenge
And where's my chalice
Said the kings returned
To restore the balance
Of the ones with talents
And the ones just acting
Send them packing with their bagging
Get them lost in traffic
And from my girl
Your love won't be the same
You all just plain Jane's
Living off the same strains
Smoking while I'm reading got me highly educated
Start my day off hit the bong end the nights faded
Roll it and light it my soul is ignited man I'm feeling jaded
Man this shit be hitting but I'm still comin with cadence
Come in smell the fragrance
Man this shits is amazing
All the homies blazing
We in outer space mane
KOH I got, pro-pane
All on the low mane
Eating some lo mein
I buss down ya door mane
Get higher than drone planes
I'm whiter than cocaine
Play ball like I'm cole train
Make vibes like I'm soul train
I'm running faster bullet trains
Smoking till none of that shit remains
Fuck
I hate when I talk
But I like when I rap
Figured well I'm good at that
And I'll just go on
Said the show must go on
Well at least I feel safe
With this fail-safe
A hundred proof
A hundred truths
A thousands eyes
Staring at a thousand lies
In the sky
I despise waiting on false prophets
The proctor reduced
Retreat in your mind
Seductive buckets
Catching tears from the weird kids
All for nothing
And what's my challenge
And where's my chalice
Said the kings returned
To restore the balance
Of the ones with talents
And the ones just acting
Send them packing with their bagging
Get them lost in traffic
And from my girl
Your love won't be the same
You all just plain Jane's
Living off the same strains
Smoking while I'm reading got me highly educated
Start my day off hit the bong end the nights faded
Roll it and light it my soul is ignited man I'm feeling jaded
Man this shit be hitting but I'm still comin with cadence
Come in smell the fragrance
Man this shits is amazing
All the homies blazing
We in outer space mane
KOH I got, pro-pane
All on the low mane
Eating some lo mein
I buss down ya door mane
Get higher than drone planes
I'm whiter than cocaine
Play ball like I'm cole train
Make vibes like I'm soul train
I'm running faster bullet trains
Smoking till none of that shit remains
Fuck
