(Verse 1) Here's a tab of acid for ear You're the plastic, I'm the and the magic in the air The avalanche of ambulances near The of Pan's Lab is adamantly here No assignments, of rhyming and I'm drawing doodles I should rhyme rhyme with Noodles Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles I'm a kamikaze and I'm a cuckoo I could a fucking book, non kamasutral You niggas goofies, it's a conflict is kinda crucial Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling neutral But I'ma let the bull pass like Versus a is a metaphor A metamorphoses and I'ma fuckin I used to go to school with Anna & Danny Whorf Remember I used to bang bad ones 'til my grandmama on her grandson Mama said that I was way too To be throwing the son" Breaking Walls like But I'ma throw a 'til I'm on Every Sanyo, and and Handgun Put ya lighter's up 'til is up And it up And a cut The night is nice enough The blunt The nicest My niggas out trapping a lot I you think you on Hiding sacks in your socks I hang niggas, whole jab in the jock .4's for 15, yea my we be taxing a lot Only to goofies tho, on a doobie though My do be low, two be rolled Remember of the Rufio Remember the of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man Dang to Lil' B And Bang a Rang to Pan
(Hook) I burned too many Brain Cells To be worried bout my Cells Now (4X)
(Verse 2) a joint Or it if you classy Split a swisha witcha If you ask me Ain't no questions hit it vividly and me Don't answer about problems Or your issues or Ashleys It's a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to Rims, Henny, and and M&M's Cinnamon tone and Feminine's getting All broads is Homies get they dividends Is he illiterate, syndicate Illegitimate, idiot, affiliate twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit Man fuck this
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