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this that lazy rap b*st*rd
yeah that crazy trap (master)
whippin acid with some (ganja)
i’m a shady ass (rasta)
chasin cheese with that (pasta)
psytheprophet no (pastor)

stab a reverend in the neck young slime neck (plaster)

i said

tunnel vision on the guap stack
(yeah)

with precision we smoke loud packs
(right)

won’t you recognize the crowds lack
(vision)

way ahead of time sounds man
listennn

hotbox the whole neighborhood
b*tch i got receipts
talk the fake sh*t you do
all you do is speak (speak)

these eyes don’t lie
i’ve done been through it all

wеll no not all i just meant to say a lot (sh*t)

keep it movin won’t you sit back? (love)
let it happеn oh you been bad? (tough)

shovel snow and your nostrils (full)
that magic powder don’t love you (hah)

finding reasons
feeding that addiction
trynna break habits
but you’re caught up in a prison

contemplatin fiction
what’s the worse conviction?

maybe never wake up
or
maybe never glisten
i spend my days surfin big clouds
(geez)

i rest my case pour my heart out (breathe)

and all that tells me is i’m big chillin
big sippin

move with love cause i be big pippin
big griffin

doors open when you knock em down
gotta get what’s yours

flood the market with that flow
remind them what they’re not

most of them posers with few real ones on top

f*ck it i’ll do me i’m the only one i got

too videshi for the desis
and too brown for the whites
yeah my money do be black
f*ck the system till i die
think i see more than the others man i feel most of them blind
what’s a sheep to a leopard don’t put lean my sprite

what’s a seed in a desert
feel like wayne in his prime
got some weed for the mind
yeah the schemes help the rhyme
wear my sweatshirts kinda early
just a bee in a hive

drop a tab free the mind
drop the weight chase the money
have a seat read the lines
block the hate flame the dummies

f*ck the snow and the bunnies
i been cookin up this fatal
yeah an open conversation
f*ck these posers i’m a shaman
shahman
garden of the lazy b*st*rd this that this that

this that lazy rap b*st*rd
yeah that crazy trap (master)
whippin acid with some (ganja)
i’m a shady ass (rasta)
chasin cheese with that (pasta)
psytheprophet no (pastor)

stab a reverend in the neck young slime neck (plaster)

i said

tunnel vision on the guap stack
(yeah)

with precision we smoke loud packs
(right)

won’t you recognise the crowds lack
(vision)

way ahead of time sounds man
listennn

- psythekid lyrics

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