| [00:10.130] | Tell your mother I love her, n*gga |
| [00:12.026] | As the captain survive the battle |
| [00:14.043] | Jacket made from Norwegian cattle |
| [00:16.333] | Pills in my pocket sound like a baby rattle |
| [00:18.683] | Stomp into the ****pit of the stealth bomber, f*ck karma |
| [00:21.333] | Resemble Che Guevara in my recent pictures |
| [00:24.243] | Piss expensive liquors |
| [00:26.045] | Sexin' on eccentric *****es, it was in the scriptures |
| [00:28.373] | Of the good book, Salmon filleted by the good cook |
| [00:31.279] | King of my castle through a shook crook |
| [00:34.252] | Or a pawn piece, silk on the Don's sheets |
| [00:36.875] | Hooked on the pharmies, my head stashed where the bong be |
| [00:39.663] | Da$H the field, you catch me where the Gods be |
| [00:42.366] | Mt. Olympus, Hera as my mistress |
| [00:45.348] | Eating shrimp up off a discus, ***** I really live this |
| [00:48.663] | Check the quota, smoking SOMA out in Wigoma |
| [00:50.873] | I'm on the Motorola, discussing cash of course |
| [00:53.307] | A left jab from Zab had paid the mansion off |
| [00:55.754] | Motherf*cker it's him |
| [00:57.418] | And I ain't prayed in motherf*cking months |
| [01:00.136] | So a n*gga wonder where I'm going when I die |
| [01:02.441] | And lately I been talking to these blunts |
| [01:05.356] | Cause they the only ones that never ever told a lie |
| [01:08.281] | I'm either flying or I'm frying |
| [01:10.936] | I'm either flying or I'm frying n*gga |
| [01:13.191] | I'm either flying or I'm frying |
| [01:15.932] | I'm either flying or I'm frying n*gga |
| [01:19.047] | Yo, my self esteems on ***********s, I'm a walking benzo |
| [01:23.058] | Got a ***** named Mckenzie but I just call her Kenzo |
| [01:26.619] | Stole her father Enzo, smoking in it with the tints low |
| [01:29.049] | Now I'm schizo off the blunt |
| [01:30.975] | Did it for the stunt, nah, did it for the bread |
| [01:33.401] | You in it for the love, ***** I'm in it for the head |
| [01:36.701] | Get it right, give a n*gga wife rice out of spite |
| [01:39.279] | Made the game, you're playing Fischer Price |
| [01:41.756] | Throw the dice, hit the trips, ******* licking d*ck |
| [01:44.930] | Kiss the 'wood, grip the Remy fifth, now I'm feeling tips |
| [01:48.224] | Get it jumping, some ***** n*ggas think they pumping |
| [01:51.553] | My homie showing up with something sure to end the function |
| [01:53.944] | Ain't sane, whole squad got the set banged |
| [01:56.638] | And most of these rappers need a sex change |
| [01:59.275] | Chief hash, eyes lower than my jeans sag |
| [02:02.309] | It's "Free Mav" 'til they free Mav |
| [02:05.022] | And I ain't prayed in motherf*cking months |
| [02:08.458] | So a n*gga wonder where I'm going when I die |
| [02:11.242] | And lately I been talking to these blunts |
| [02:14.059] | Cause they the only ones that never ever told a lie |
| [02:16.887] | I'm either flying or I'm frying |
| [02:19.736] | I'm either flying or I'm frying n*gga |
| [02:21.897] | I'm either flying or I'm frying |
| [02:25.033] | I'm either flying or I'm frying n*gga |
| [02:28.062] | (Counseling) |
| [02:42.578] | Young and high as if Medusa cut her eyes at me |
| [02:46.796] | Cry when I'm happy, laugh when I'm sad |
| [02:49.232] | Sayin' she only going to college cause she trying to make her mom happy |
| [02:52.489] | Strung out so she don't f*ck with her dad |
| [02:55.335] | And she'll do whatever it takes just so I could see the bigger picture |
| [02:58.483] | Realest n*gga, roll the **** before a n*gga d*ck her |
| [03:01.242] | Said she was a sniffer, but only on occasions |
| [03:04.036] | And I couldn't say I minded all these drugs that I be taking |
| [03:06.953] | Conversations, situation got her ridin' like she brakeless |
| [03:12.040] | But maybe she wanted out, I never asked the ***** |
| [03:15.669] | But that actavis and hash and cabbage spliff will have you on some bastard sh*t |
| [03:19.700] | Muscle relaxers injested after I crashed the whip |
| [03:22.217] | She started screamin' so loud that a n*gga had to smack her, sh*t |
| [03:25.599] | Now I'm a lone ranger |
| [03:27.218] | Saddle crafted after mastiff skin, so you can see I'm on my bullsh*t |
| [03:30.111] | Like a preacher from the pulpit |
| [03:33.564] | Or a skeezer with a full lip schemin' on a full grip |
| [03:36.897] | "F*ck 'em", ain't much more that a n*gga could tell her |
| [03:40.826] | Heads spinnin' like propellors, vision impaired, Helen Keller |
| [03:44.204] | From this Crown that I'm drowning in |
| [03:48.644] | I found a pool full of liquor and I dived in it |
| [03:51.849] | Ride tinted, lime scented, dimes in it |
| [03:55.263] | All these rap lines is just the life that I'm livin' |
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