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night - down6 lyrics

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feet kicked up, im settling back as im gazing up into the sky
thoughts are gon wonder away as im lost in a haze, dismay is gone and blind
blow out anotha cloud, until the sun is down, i cannot handle crowds, laid out til im fine
til they comply, til they get the message that*envades yo mind
case in point. f*ck, i think im tripping, i hit me a laced joint
i dont trust people, done put myself in danger, thinking ill meet there fake ploys
working with an ethic, it’s best, no rest, undead when i hit the stage boy/
bring anotha wave of negativity when stepping in the room i amplify the bass boy
roll up anotha one… roll up anotha one, roll up anotha blunt
fog up the windows, we never to fried for the trip and my intellect takin’ a plunge
scr*pe up the papers, i puff out the vapor in back seat, while yall put the iron in lungs
fire like tongue, the highest in the car and then i pass among
the small crowd, we balling*out, none falling*out, whole night planned/
hollow sounds, the fun i doubt, but at least i got my right hand
my left is around yo b*tch, while the other tryna catch a light man
yall’s sight’s bland, besides than we wouldn’t really have a problem
if you commited, say “f*ck you anxiety” walk up and make up some conversation/
thc a companion to wing me into co*oporation
wether or not the enviroment different then normal, there is no complications
surfing through waves of the social activity, partying up with the purple blazing
blowing they minds like im kurt cobaining, circle receiving a personal grace
of the six wit a half an ounce, i got em tapping out, smoke em out, mind sit at terminal waves
riding around in the nimbus, then imma dive in the pits of h*llish like flames
imma scr*pe up the ashes, the roaches be stuffed in the bowl, clean with flavorless taste
roll up in the ally, trading pockets, got the money, with the green up in a baggy, mothaf*cka actin’ funny
when they see me with baddy, hit and dabbing wit du buddies, im a colder minded different type of mothaf*ckin menace, i been drilling wit the flow at any haze, the mental image
really never representing what i carry up and finish
bounce in they crib and im plucking and playing the bass, im chillin wit du homies, finna make anotha symphony
the vibe of the room, will light up with tunes and taste of a feeling you won’t comprehend, craft real sk!llfully
scr*pe up the resin and smoke like a peasent, why live in the past, you should live in the present
dwelling without a good purpose and grudges be dissipating by the vapor we sending
hot boxing methods ungodly unethical, but we surpass on a high levels of menace
this sh*t is mental, melted brain, level headed, rock golden dental, guess i need me a dentist
(verse 2: hurracane)

- down6 lyrics

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