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 coming at me sort of like a shower
My forehead's sweaty, my eyelids heavy, feeling like I ain't make 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 took me a couple more
Next I know, I'm taking off my shoes
And I'm on walking on these clouds marshmallows
off, smellin' like rose petals
Zoning out, like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm conscious to that world, connin 'bout that world
All these drugs up in me, it's a miracle I ain't mirror
I'm like a mortician, going dumb with Oakland bitches
say you hella boosie, roll a backwood up with them cookies

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

Get high, my niggas, kush
Get fly, my niggas, dope
So many numbers in my book
I could start a motherfucking book
Know all the fly gonna look
I'm on something, tell 'em roll something
I'm that one nigga, bumping two
Be like hoes, that's a foursome
Fuck niggas want to hold something
Young hot nigga done on 'em
cold on 'em, beat the golds on 'em
And on 'em, see the hoes on 'em?
Only fear God, never on Him
Man, I to God, put my soul on Him
a bitch, but she chose on him
Should've died in Hell, but I on 'em
In big shades, the hypocrites, die
Time let the tats, for the tick,
Clocks on the wall, your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, we get by
Bye I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred miles an hour on the booth, better let it
A by the sour, molly, flower, and they love the shrooms
That's rap, I'm stating facts
Contradictions, take it back
Mommy's stripping, make it
In a coma, finna take a nap
I'm out

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

Half asleep that cotton mouth
grow house on plantation
Nuggets the of Rakim rings
Got my head looking like a fatality
Got my mind
Gotta get from all this bullshit in my way
Knowing goddamn when the high go away
Same shit gon' be in my way
I'm a to the sticky icky
So nigga roll wit me
Been smoking since high school
Now look at all the I been through
Wanna pass out, but we up
gotta keep one eye open
Cause nigga tryna miss the next turn
Nigga roll up, we starting smoking
I'm smoking on that ocho, got my mind on cosmos
Sippin' on purple, got a nigga in slo-mo
Dipping in that molly, feel like I'm doing 100 on a
Tell baby mama sorry, that was one night and please don't call me

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

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