Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

Close my eyes, feel I'm going down
In an elevator at 90 an hour
And all I see is stars and they at me sort of like a meteor shower
My forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling like I ain't goin' it
Cause inside my head's like a show in the 4th July in Las Vegas
Said, I'm trippin', I'm slippin', feeling like I just move
I done me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm off my shoes
And I'm on walking on these clouds like
Nodding off, smellin' rose petals
Zoning out, two-three the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to world, connin science 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician, dumb with Oakland bitches
They say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with cookies

I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, to back, back to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a coma off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation
coma

Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush

Get high, my niggas, smoke
Get fly, my niggas, dope
So many in my phone book
I could start a phone book
all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something, 'em roll something
I'm that one nigga, two pots
Be three hoes, that's a foursome
niggas always want to hold something
Young hot nigga froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat the on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the on 'em?
fear God, never sold on Him
Man, I swear to God, put my on Him
Life's a bitch, but she on him
Should've died in Hell, but I on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
let the tats, for the tick, tock
Clocks on the wall, fuck your
Pause, let it stop, we get by
Bye I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, let it [?]
A hundred miles an on the booth, better let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and love the shrooms
That's rap, I'm stating facts
Contradictions, can't it back
stripping, make it clap
In a coma, finna take a nap
I'm out

coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma

asleep with that cotton mouth
Weed grow on plantation
Nuggets the size of Rakim
Got my head looking like a fatality
Got my mind
Gotta get from all this bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn well the high go away
Same gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the sticky
So nigga roll wit me
Been smoking blunts high school
Now at all the bullshit I been through
pass out, but we stayin up
Nigga keep one eye open
Cause nigga tryna miss the next turn
Nigga up, then we starting smoking
I'm smoking on ocho, got my mind on that cosmos
on that purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
Dipping in molly, feel like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your mama sorry, that was one night and please don't call me

I'm smoking, to back, back to back, back to back
It's the blunt blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush off the OG aroma and my brain going on vacation
I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, back to
the blunt after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG aroma and my brain on vacation
Kush

coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
coma, I am in a kush coma
Kush coma, I am in a kush