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MEAN MACHINE
- Weed i smoke it daily, it's becoming a routine
- ever since i was fifteen, it was my regime,
- nice green, smoked in a joint or a blunt
- i don't mind, few lines and a couple glasses of wine
- Hennessy is nice, it gets you feeling light
- spitting rhyme after rhyme, mans thinking its a crime
- because time after time i will never lie
- 55 pound on a snap back fitted just for me,
- initials on the front looking swift i see,
- got the baggage in the back. You see me acting savage,
- But I'm just trying to manage, and maintain some sanity
- although I feel too damaged.
- Broken beyond repair,
- And I've found myself lonely once again I fear.
- At times I truly felt that we could make this shit happen,
- And other times I could only settle my depression with rapping,
- crazy like Charles Manson, ride around with me you better hope your
- seat belt tightly fastened, smoking this green to keep me relaxing.
- Flow like an angel mixed with Satan not even exaggerating.
- Put me in a booth guarantee ill spit the truth,
- but i gotta admit i believe in some crazy shit like the government
- brainwashing the youth. plenty more facts kept safe in my pad,
- Turn on the radio all i hear is
- crap thank fuck for underground rap,
- and not just the shit about busting caps
- bout to pack a bowl as i'm writing this line offer me a smoke and your just
- wasting your time, you just got declined.
- spark up a doobie got the munchies just like shaggy and scooby,
- writing bare lines whilst playing with a groupie
- listening to me spit is just like watching your favorite movie.
- uh hip hop legend no need to pretend, lots of cash and fame
- but fuck a fake friend, you best believe it'll be me and my crew
- rhymes leave a sweet taste in your mouth like mountain dew
- i'm shredding you rappers up i'm sorry your threw.
- Your last weeks news, thought my emotions was true
- but in reality your just being used.
- ignite the bomb it's short fuse
- huge explosion not amused, got away quick not even a scratch,
- i'm in my house getting baked lighting it up with a match,
- writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.
- lets go for a swim we'll call it a dip,
- this bitch is going crazy but i don't recall if acid was slipped,
- she took a bad fix fell over and tripped .
- Checking to see if she was still alive so i picked her up thinking it was legit,
- checked her pulse then took off fuck calling the cops call me a prick,
- Something wicked this way come more than an adversary i'm very quick.
- Cause i'ma need a cab just to get me home maybe you could call in sick.
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