Reach for the stars all I see is my goal I drop these bars from my mind spitting fire out my soul Mary Jane the kush time for another bowl saw a gold digger today mistaken for mole roter rooter I'd still go in her hole and she'd pay me toll got my flow back bitch rock n roll haters gonna hate and pussies gonna troll but I will never lose control got bars forever words wiser then a deep sea scroll tie your mind up in a riddle how can you bitches ball if you don't know how to dribble speaking from the mind free style no scribble if you mad bitch get brittle gotta keep it hood cause I don't want to be civil hope you learn quick cause my flow's early dismissal fucking with me stop smoking so much crystal yo mama so ugly she her face looks like the balls under my pistol.

It's just the top floor looking down alien in the attic

Floating on chronic clouds of smoke your flow ain't shit but it makes a good joke like a slut you step up to the mic and choke cry me a river then throw me a rope in jane we trust and in god I hope subs like water doing burn outs on a boat killed the beat murder's my every note doa cut at the throat I spit dope mark my words like it's something you wrote.

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Daydreaming in my vision the future's getting blurry life is a bitch so I'm gonna let her get dirty to keep my life on track I fuel this engine with verde at midnight I wake up late then I go to bed early hater your preaching to the quire and dancing with the clergy to the dying beat with the heavens as my jury bars bring disaster to your career so I address the state of emergency I'm a pyro spit it then smoke the tree see I play this rap for the monopoly friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain Muhammad Ali either your gonna take a hit of this blunt or get away from me float like a butterfly, sting like a bee slayer overkill the beat rappers run from a killing spree got bars forever living breathing lyrical immunity hood in my blood spitting game from my inner chi leave you out of breath hanging from the balcony.

People talk a lot of shit but now I never see nothing I heard a rumor and I left it mumbling rather not live a life of assumption where I'm tripping and stumbling this is to my homies if you a player stop fumbling cause then you wake up and see the sky falling while your world is crumbling herb is to chronic and I'm burning a god send once I got the rain the will never end these fish tell tall tails so I grab em by the fin rise to another day praise god amen I see right through it all these wolf in sheep skin dope fiend I smoke it through a pepsi tin so where do I begin america is falling and the dream is growing dim sorry to drop a bomb but the bars IBM god of hip hop so they highlight my verses and singing it like hymn I put the beat in the chair then spat lightning.

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I can the drop flow and watch you get crushed I do what I can not what I must my words do more damage and give the haters blood lust I'm living in this world cause you starving off the crust this rap is a game like spades I'll never bust yall can blow me in a gust I make you go stupid magic short bus flood your brain with sound then watch it rust lyrical overload bomb your mind to dust.