Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

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

I'm smoking, back to back, back to back, to back
It's the after blunt rotation
Now I'm in a kush coma off the OG and my brain 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 coma
Kush coma, I am in a coma
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 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 numbers in my book
I start a motherfucking phone book
all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something, tell 'em roll
I'm that one nigga, bumping two
Be like three hoes, that's a
Fuck always want to hold something
Young hot nigga done on 'em
Went cold on 'em, beat the on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the on 'em?
Only fear God, sold on Him
Man, I to God, put my soul on Him
a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've in Hell, but I rose 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 when I zoom, let it
a hundred goons with a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred miles an hour on the booth, let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and love the shrooms
real rap, I'm stating facts
Contradictions, can't take it
Mommy's stripping, make it
In a kush coma, finna a nap
I'm out

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

Half asleep with that mouth
Weed grow house on
Nuggets the size of Rakim
Got my head looking like a screen
Got my mind
Gotta get away from all this in my way
Knowing well when the high go away
shit gon' be still in my way
I'm a slave to the icky
So nigga somethin wit me
Been smoking blunts since high
Now look at all the bullshit I through
Wanna out, but we stayin up
Nigga keep one eye open
Cause nigga tryna miss the next turn
Nigga roll up, then we smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho, got my on that cosmos
Sippin' on that purple, got a nigga in
Dipping in that molly, feel like I'm 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby mama sorry, that was one night and please call me

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

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