Never Ending Weed Rap.. Just Keep Adding On

Discussion in 'Grasscity Forum Humor' started by spliffhitter77, Jul 12, 2014.

  1. 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
     
  2. 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
     
  3. Someone needs to put some more rhymes on here, get this shit back poppin [​IMG]
     
  4. I need some chicken up in here
    In this hizzle
    Fo shizzle my nizzle
    Extra salt on the frizzle
     
  5. 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.
     
  6. 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
     
  7. 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
     
  8. 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?
     
  9. 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
     
  10. 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
     
  11. 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
     
  12. 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?
     
  13. 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.
     

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