Luyện nghe bài hát Kush Coma

Close my eyes, like I'm going down
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, like I ain't goin' make it
Cause inside my head's like a firework in the 4th July in Las Vegas
Said, I'm trippin', I'm slippin', feeling like I just move
I took me a couple more pills
Next thing I know, I'm taking off my
And I'm on on these clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, smellin' like rose
Zoning out, like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm to that world, connin science 'bout that world
All drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't mirror Kurt
I'm numb like a mortician, going with Oakland bitches
They say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them

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

Get high, my niggas, kush
Get fly, my niggas, dope
So many in my phone book
I could a motherfucking phone book
all the fly bitches gonna look
Like I'm on something, tell 'em something
I'm that one nigga, two pots
Be like three hoes, a foursome
niggas always want to hold something
Young hot done froze on 'em
Went cold on 'em, the golds on 'em
And clothes on 'em, see the hoes on
Only fear God, never on Him
Man, I swear to God, put my on Him
Life's a bitch, but she on him
Should've in Hell, but I rose on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
Time let the tats, for the tick,
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 miles an hour on the booth, better let it loose
A hundred by the sour, molly, flower, and they the shrooms
That's real rap, I'm stating
Contradictions, can't take it
stripping, make it clap
In a kush coma, take 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 kush
Kush coma, I am in a kush
Kush coma, I am in a coma
Kush coma, I am in a 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 bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn well when the go away
Same shit gon' be 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 I been through
pass out, but we stayin up
Nigga keep one eye open
Cause nigga ain't tryna miss the next
Nigga roll up, we starting smoking
I'm on that ocho, got my mind on that cosmos
Sippin' on purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
in that molly, feel like I'm doing 100 on a Harley
Tell your baby mama sorry, was one night and please don't call me

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

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 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 coma