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Endless Trip Through Clusterfuck
- first is first
- les light up that duRRbn
- my tires be skirten and my weed purpin
- i close the curten when that booty werkin
- bruce jenner got a dick chalk full of estrogen
- please ignore my negligence
- there is no intelligence; if you dont got no friends
- run down to the near trap and throw a nigga some tens
- withat fat bag all these pussies will be on yo back
- and youll see that niggas will attack for a fuckin bowl pack
- if it smell tho make sure noone lets the rents in
- smokin weed when im on suspension
- feelin Blotts when they fuck yo perception
- throwback to the 8th grade when i got caught gettin faded
- mom walk in and lookin like she just raided
- she goes "JACK U A CRIMINAL"
- "MOM ITS AN EDIBLE"
- "ITS STILL A CRIME IN THE FEDERAL"
- "JACK THIS PATH IS TO INDEPENDIBLE"
- "NOT LOOKING TO REPRISENT u
- i said yeah whatever thats tru
- then i went back to my doob
- my mommy shooker head and said you never did learn did you
- Yes these are the raps i rip through
- the police tried to fuck wit me but those pigs cant come through
- heard they info was untrue
- jaheard me and my niggas are like glue
- glowin like wee pikachu
- order everything onthe menu
- neva been home by curfew
- jus like my grandfather cousin and nephew
- trippin on some good shrooms when i see them lights in rear veiw
- the coppa came up to the windo and he said it smelled like weed smoki said nah juju you speakin hella hebrew
- sped away goin 3 digits ona 3 route
- them police needa stop shootin
- jus because a boy dont got light skin; dont mean he not important
- hope yall homies can never get a warrent
- my crib needa stay dormint
- the shit these people do for a fuckin hit
- makes me want to vomit, life is more than living for illicit
- my niggas trips be hella vivid
- either speakin in rymes or incoherance
- thinkin he be lucid till he say somth totally genius
- and these bitches fuckin feign for us
- gettin head ona tour bus but its from the ma i trust
- hold up im abrupt
- i dont give a fuck
- if you been called a fuckin truck
- or a fagot, wetback, jewcunt
- even if you chillin in the gut homie come mob wit us
- i do this for the fun so im not about to get pout about
- all that mob shit is for the clout
- them haters can sit on their couch watchin reruns
- then les go to the church and try to fuck some old nuns
- if you a freak? then come chill wit me
- weell smoke some hella tree and slap down a beat
- maybe pop a fewtabs on my tounge
- but i keep it hush so im not shunned
- never gonna get gunned cuz these homies kno how i runnit
By Anonymous
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