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Roachblunt
- Not tryna be a hen, up in a chicken coop
- I gotta spit these rhymes so cold and sick you need some chicken soup
- Just play the beat on loop, chillin with me and the troop
- I bring the heat to you, ballin like I'm shootin hoops
- Knowin I could never stoop to your level
- I'm floatin in the clouds, eyes redder than the devil
- Playin games with the treble, you could call it baseball
- And I'm tryna take off like a fucking race car
- Face all, the joints I rolled, while chasin for the gold
- Raps a game of cards, I'll play em' right and never fold
- If my soul was worth a thing, it would already be sold
- I just want to smoke a bowl and let the THC take hold
- You think your bold, well I ain't makin coffee
- Im'a make it you can't stop me, cause I'm goin hard like toffee
- Trippin off the shit I'm dropping, think I'll end up in a coffin
- And I'm tryna fuckin blow like what happened up in Boston
- Ain't from Compton, but I aim to keep it real, and my sights not on a
- Deal, tryna spit the shit they feel until my scars heal
- You know we always burn it up just like them car wheels
- On the track I'm droppin bombs, it's like a war field
- I spit that other shit, like tryna get my mother rich
- Oh wait she already is, but if I make it she'll make mills
- Hope I don't worry bout the bills like Hillary
- I just want to chill, but got no time to kill, it's killin me
- I'm finna kill these beats, but then how will I make my songs
- Guess I gotta dig some graves just so I can right my wrongs
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