Pull up on the block, chaos everywhere I pull out my 40 and wave it in the air Shots fired, just cause some nigga tryin to conspire Jump back in the caddy, and we get back to the lair five o everywhere, persecution at its best We just here smilin, cause we started the fest Back in the caddy, rollin down 26th Stop at 7-11 cause I gotta piss Bumpin white girl and smokin the best who really gives a fuck about an arrest five o everywhere, persecution at its best We just here smilin, cause we started the fest
I got my eyes on the prize all these people tellin lies legalization on the horizon I'm just tryin to enlighten oh but here come the sirens and to me its not surprising this war is a lie turning heritage to hate bustin people for some reggie on a plate like you must comply, do by or die I got my eyes on the prize all these people tellin lies legalization on the horizon I'm just tryin to enlighten oh but here come the sirens and to me its not surprising but people are starting to change they see this war is prearranged its time to release my brothers that walk in chains weed has ignited and its time to fan the flame this plant has potential, but they try to keep it confidential they tell you its evil, that its nonessential what i say is real its not artificial so lets get together we need to assemble I got my eyes on the prize all these people tellin lies legalization on the horizon I'm just tryin to enlighten oh but here come the sirens and to me its not surprising
Box with me you get shwifty, get on the floor I think it's gettin hazy. Shittin on the floor, get shwifty. Live you're life, shwifty.
It's the weed rap that never ends It goes on and on my friends Some blades starting rapping it not knowing what it was And now we're all here just trying to catch a buzz
A buzz, must, i be on drugs? yes, i love, mary jane more than my mom, we have fun, heads spun, curing lumps, with shrubs, my feet heavy like mud, fuck the paper chase, i'll follow these crumbs
Spliffhitter is my name, but never ending weed rap is my game You should call me O G cuz I invented this thread mang You can count change, I'm a rearrange, I'm switch lanes, chopping up candy canes I'm doing bigger things, and I swangs orangutangs Busted up the block, subs poundN Wu Tang Doing bigger thangs Switching lane to lane Versace sunglasses, Rap game who bang?
see, Versace shades blockin all our niggas' blunt smoke from gettin in our eyez from a long deep toke see, i don't really give a fuck and y'all looking like y'all higher but the truth is my ganja is spittin on Ya hoe's fire cause it smells so good and it smokin smooth too man i'm high as fuck, why i trying to rap against you
I don't really know Ya rhymes is hella slow My bars is ice cold like I'm playing in the snow Youz about to know The way I kick it slow Chopping up some ice in the motha fukN SnoW
Excuse me while i drop these bars profusely Ill murder you niggas and leave you thinkin 'who's he' Pick up a quarter, your bitch placed an order Said she wanted a half, so I gave her the staff I left her deceased, killed her in the sheets Come see me in the streets ill leave you crying on your knees My flow is so sick, nigga i know you gotta sneeze I keep one rolled, you know my eyes low But my times up i gotta go, hows that shit for an outro
Ain't bad for an outro Now imma shatter glass like I'm breakn N ya house Yo My new shit be like an Intro I Rockn 10,s to win or the 12's up in the Benz though See me at ya mamas house though I spit a couple bars, drop the birdie, now I'm fuckN with a house ho You still fuckN with that outro I'm torchN fire to my face Ya know about to light some loud dro... Now how's that for an outro?
Outro, loud dro, wearing that mad fro GTFO bro, ya know? I don't care where ya go. Spitten these bad rhymes, mad lines and sad fines I can't rap for crap, so what's the hap? Dad minds.