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Floatin'
- I'm a high holy ghost, holy smokes
- Look at me folks all I do is fuckin' float
- Take another toke, never gonna croak
- I use that smoke as my invisible cloak
- As I awoke I loaded my nine, glock cocked back in time
- As quick as I rhyme you're down on the ground never to be found
- No sound mothafucka, you're gone mothafucka
- Lungs collapsed, never relapse, because I'm never addicted
- Just love the addiction, love the sedation
- This dirty got me rappin' wordy shit
- As I transmit through this mist caused by this eclipse
- Quick as I spit through my lip split that clit with my money clip
- Can't figure out if I can't stop this silly shit
- Flip my whip quick with yo bitch suckin' on my dick
- I'm fire on this track, I'm melting all this wax
- Inhale smoke into my lungs until they fuckin' turn black
- I'm a holy ghost, don't what I'm going through
- Don't what I'm going through
- Running through all of these options with you
- How the fuck was I suppose to know it was gonna hurt me too
- Too much dirty in that styrofoam, too numb
- Take me home, cause girl I don't even know where this is gonna go
- I thought I was spitting quick, turn around and blaow
- Dead on arrival, too much dirty in that styro
- I'm goin' down a dark road, holy shit I don't even know
- Like I said before, I love the addiction, love the sedation
- So baby please take a vacation, if you can't take this
- I might be a bit too twisted for you, too twisted to make you choose
- Between a life of livin' large and a simple skip to the loo
- But girl what can I do, it just comes with the package
- I'm a savage with this rap shit, eatin' up all these faggots
- And spittin' them right back out, hot knife smoke in my mouth
- I love those hash bricks, to me they look average, to you they are massive
- It must be hard to be grasping everything I'm imagining
- But this is the life I want to lead so please, let me, create a path for these fuckas
- All these mothafuckas that ain't never had no motha
- Or no brotha or no father, don't matter
- Cause I'll lead a path for every mothafucka, dip my weed in sweet batter
- I'm up to the plate, home run in my vision
- And as I aim with precision, girl that's my decision
- I'm a holy ghost, don't what I'm going through
- Don't what I'm going through
- Running through all of these options with you
- How the fuck was I suppose to know it was gonna hurt me too
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