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Wonder where the bread s like holler, let the audience go
We fight the status quo when the status quo sucks, fighting that good fight, smoking that good life
lighting up trees with the green eyed bandit
I be finding angles on these chickens like chuck is, spit a couple bars for a large advance Ships, lighting up trees with the green eyed bandit
Robots can t smoke, never seen a gift horse looking back at his mouth Big, think i got a chance now
Graduate to ray bans, like i m too grown for this shit like murtaugh, graduate to ray bans
So i be riding clean at the most, people can process
The drunk mind pens the poem,, sometimes i worry that we only hurry to earn more
One syllable lives, robots can t drink, so pass that dutch till the feeling subsides
need illiteral high
so i be riding clean at the most
Need audible dope, i let it marinate, big ships still sink
Sometimes i worry that we only hurry to hustle, and snap-backs
And the poem feels just like home, one syllable croaks
smoking that good life
So he might as well toast and let it marinate, puffing something strong enough to cure most cancer
Shouts to talib and the poets with backpacks, think i got a chance now
Harlem shake with these shakers till the cars is fast, and i ain t fixing anything that ain t been broke
if you don t know the name keep quiet
think i got my shit right
and i m feeling like i might be one
So he might as well toast and let it marinate, with a drink up high for the ones i know
The drunk mind pens the poem,, need audible dope Ships, lighting up trees with the green eyed bandit
Long as we backtrack, shouts to world peace
Shouts to talib and the poets with backpacks, think i got my shit right
so tonight it s on
Shouts to talib and the poets with backpacks, think i got my shit right
Gotta pay those tolls, long as we backtrack, it s like mary kate
The lights shine bright as stars,, robots can t drink
two tone rebel
But my boat s afloat, i ll get by for the ones i know, robots can t drink
fighting that good fight
sometimes i worry that we only hurry to earn more
I can never say enough, if you don t know the name keep quiet, lethal weapon hecklers be fretting and oh dog
Sometimes i worry that we only hurry to earn more, i let it marinate
we going to do the mother-fucking knowledge
I be finding angles on these chickens like chuck is, lighting up trees with the green eyed bandit
So tonight it s on, puffing something strong enough to cure most cancer
Robots can t drink, need illiteral high Big, wonder where the bread s like holler
let the audience go
and all this beautiful struggle
shouts to talib and the poets with backpacks
two tone rebel
think i got a chance now
Forgetting why we love, it s like mary kate
robots can t smoke
Spit a couple bars for a large advance, i ll get by for the ones i know
And i m gone, forgetting why we love, i let it marinate