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03. Where the bears reside- Yung Peej, Nick-otine,Steezus
- i enjoy my time wondering, why things are why they are
- kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar
- i gaze at stars, puffing on cigars, i'm the rap tsar
- often super gnar ,shred skateboards rip ,js and guitars
- stay yellin at politicians, more than reptar roars
- how can senators let oil, and pollution wash on our shores
- the presidents is getting honours, for unreasoned wars
- celebrities are whores, conquistadors dinosaurs ignored
- the media implores, that knowledge will corrupt the core
- seeping thc from the pores, i ignore, the rules the chores
- getting misdemeanours, for being herbivores smoking sycamores
- chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase
- to have my name engraved is my crave till my grave X2
- roasted like rotisserie chicken, from what politicians spittin
- the fiction they cookin' in the kitchen, nothing worth finga lickin'
- stuck between a rock and ahard place, nothing they say is based
- stay a steady pace, life is not the race. i smoke like a fireplace
- a chimney not needed, stay the opposite of conceited /
- a volunteer temporary astronaut pot growing in the pasturage
- dea intercepted the package, doa, yall still sittin home watching rachel ray
- what will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?
- a war against humanity five seconds till calamity, calm yourself, righteous
- stick around and fight this. we might just
- chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase
- to have my name engraved is my crave till my grave X2
- brave like brave heart drugs but stay smart pop some sweet tarts
- compose like mozart dispose of robots aloha send postcards
- from stars maybe even mars
- i ain't got time for no cloud nine
- fantastic intergalactic cig packin &acrobatic
- blunt draggin fanatic the deaths are systematic
- the liars diplomatic get higher to hear the static
- in the shire there ain't no dragons what happen to havin' passion
- imagine a life of peace but livin' like an assassin
- draggin your feet through the feces slappin a fucking gipsie
- who curse me wearing bikinis sleepy i'm feelin dreamy
- in a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes
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