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Cookin' up Gil-Scott blunts to the masses

Leave my thoughts wrapped here in plastic
Wrapped in plastic
My body may be in
a casket
This acid is turning my case into a basket
I Can't move past it
It's taking over me this
This on acid

1]

And I'm gon' straight it
On my Lac
I'm out of my yeah
I'm out of my and I am
I am bat shit
And this industry gon' fuck with me cause it I'm the missing link
I'm Wes on
And bitches want to fuck with me ain't even got to buy a drink
Hope I ain't
I trashed it [2x]
Are you me?
Vegas on Acid[2x]
Y'all ain't me
I almost trashed it
Are you me?
This Vegas on [3x]

Vegas on Acid shit you can't the shit
Yup!
I'm

2]

I don't beez in the trap boy I with the steez
Drippin' sauce so hard man it like i sneezed
In the cut so fresh they don't know is these
Got 'em whose the best All T.I.M.E.?
But really, I said I've never an Atheist gravel to a godly man
You me?
But I've seen a man gravel to the ghost of a non-existant pimp hand
Boy we
Stop
slippin'
We pimpin' on shit
But I never strive to be on shit
I'm dope
You ain't shit
This is muthafuckin' Vegas' last hope

3]

is no God to me
And I didn't get a chance to right my
I laid in made of linen
Had intubation down my
My soul hovered over
My soul was to write this song
You for days in pain
I
You cried when I was gone
You loved my although it left me
You my spirit
Things wrong
I'm sorry for pain I gave you
I'm for leaving you alone
I'm sorry I can't the madness
I for help
I'm a pawn
There is no God to me I it
I left this
heart is torn