: The arrangement man is so strange when the beats just keep on clipping Crips and cracks, dude over here like on wicks and wax Yeah, got the ceramic man shit but I need to get a tan quick I'm so pale man, coming straight from jail yeah When I'm into the room I feel like Kareem, uh, going out to steam bro Yeah, Seinfeld, jury Seinfeld, very blind whale I can still see But I will be rap until the world ends Doing this since I was an infant, what you think? Let's end for a while, Sherlock That's, uh, that's fuckin' uh, elementary. Oh shit, but I need to be, uh, pencil in hand. Oh shit, stencil, man, I got the razor blade, but I need the, gray, the gray. Man shit, none of you can make the gray. Yeah, that's the right pipe, but I need to get this light changed, so I can see things in front of me. But the blunt been chiefin'. Don't front, son. When the blunt's done, light another one. Oh, but I might be high. For D, A, Z, B, Y, I, C, E, I, C, U, C, I, and the I, C, U Uh, cruisin', yeah, choosin', losin', confusin', things that they're boosin' Oh man, I got the circuit banned, you know the fuckin' circus wins Funky Circus, junkie, hurts this, yeah, computers screams with the shooter's dreams Man, they think they're a friend, but they really a fiend, what's it mean, yeah? I'm not a player, I throw up a lot, you know you got caught up by the cops Yeah, DP backwards, that's PD man shit, but not that it matters Hey man, meth isn't bad, trust me I know, so do I man, cover it in snow I hate that shit, be bad, meth is death, meth is death, been making me mad But I hate it, yeah, cause I hate to love, hate relationship Cause when I hate I don't have any crystal left, yeah Pistol hit, crystal hit, pistol whipping and I keep it Quick, lit, lifted, like a fog machine, yeah I'm so smoked out I really do as much as I used to But we been abused, fooled by the pipe Pipe aint been raising me bright But I can try to rap all night Rap all week Days turn into months, plays But I need to get groovin' Choosin' things I already said that man Bringin' new ideas to the table Tryin' to be practicin' I don't need to get this actress win She be wantin' my steak and my meat Beggin' ain't cheap I'ma debate and sleep I'm racing a jeep, I'm hating the sheep, that I be counting sheep, but I need to get sheep fed I'm a shepherd, let's go, down in a hole, ready to roll I'm holding, rolling, can the two of you hold buttons? Defending Spitting till the world ends, cry But I can't produce any real tears Man shit, sitting here with no real tears Need help, producing real tears I got the dry eye and I'm like Like why, why Huh, huh, man shit Just do it for fun It's like a passion grass in my pipe sometimes Dumb lines Or the crumb lines, lines on the page Where my nose is over those They be coming out my mouth What's this all about? Don't even know but go to Southside, get another big bag Big bag, well shit but this tag needs a chain mine Girl, f***ing lie, yeah, market places for parking spaces Yeah, the graph riders, it's okay, got a pack of letters in my back pocket Like it joins up like a rocket, hope that no DAWD don't die Don't die, don't die Co-instructions Care for the blizzard, man this wizard missed it Quick, get lift, it's it, here for a while Dentin' and poundin' in the kitchen I'm foundin' Itchin' for sound, I'll be right back here Chillin' crystal clear, man just grillin' 4am dealin', peelin' people, man No I ain't stealin' or doin' no fuckin' evil things Man ain't down for the rotten plotin' Oh man, I be leavin' to go to old good old The Golden Bull, man Beat sound tribal Man shit I just write my own bible Fever goes west got the lazy eye Some say I'm a crazy guy Well I'm too old for the hype right? Well yo I lost my letter bro I know how it goes You be preaching to the choir So liar Man just smoking the fire My little brother be making the shatter Not that it matters Batter, batter, batter up Yeah strike you out Most people want to sit there and try Copy in something else, we just do it We hit record and we see what comes up So, I'm gonna Just follow the smoke trails If you're looking for me Just follow the smoke trails I've been talking like JSAF Wanna smoke another smoke Marlboro light Cut the hose, built the rough right But it ain't even like I need to smoke two at once Oh man but they glue them together but Snippin' glue Can we fuckin' can I get a drag off a sick that ain't lit yet? You can ask her will you do swat with me, Brody? Okay to fucking smoke another six okay because my throat hurts, but I need to get puffin no dessert unless Got nothing left That's how you praise the smoke gods Taking broke rods and turning them into pipes Glass pipe, making a Frankenstein pipe It's a lines pipe That's what good nights like you Man, how about though I need to get real close To the edge, but I don't wanna fall off Man, shit, I'm so tall lost Yeah, I'd be lost in the clouds Man, am I allowed? And listen for the wisdom, yeah Like the weeping
