Good Times

This is shit that you can kick back to

Hit a spliff dude, yeah & sip a big fat brew

Big speaker making noise on the shelf

Get reefer we enjoying our self HELL YEAH

Freaking drinking till we feel stupid *bliss seekers* FELL BACK

Breathing thinking of this real music HELL YEAH

Repeat it, we need it because we weeded

Believe it, I speak of the wheezing egregious hethans *keef hits*

Feast in Eden eating peaches, bleeding, inbreeding with leeches

In spring in the breezes. Jesus!

 

I see people & they smiling wide

Weeds legal so I'm high as a kite

Free flowing & compiling rhymes

So wild & fine

The dope child of time OH MY

 

Fuck yeah, burn it up it's hot

Love that, turn it up a notch

Hustle bud sacks earn a couple knots

Never gonna give it up, puff the pot

Glass half full when I split the cup, crush the thoughts

Live it up, it's time to act enough of talk

Rhyming rap juggernaut

Flying fast, wacha got?

Driving past, astronaut in the passenger's spot, chugging NOS

Laughing a lot, lost in my adjective's often

Gathering caution, mastered elaborate talking

Dropping the clock in a coffin, graphic & rotten

Path of action he's plotting, tick tock

Past sporadic obnoxious

Talk shit plastered, blasting off quick

Rap a composite of topics

Lacking an operative logic

A fan of camera magic & optics

Radical smasher of objects

Squashing a wasp nest

 

I drink a lot of booze, I do a lot of drugs too

Frequently a nuisance & I'm puking on your rugs dude

Aloof fusion of hubris & rudness fuck you

Renewed & I chug brews

Pollution & rust encrusting bunches of aluminum stuff

I'm stupid as fuck cuz of the glue that I huffed

Unscruopulous chumps reducing my trust

Move & I rush

MC of the highest order confusing you fucks

The beat's a satin sheet & the music is lust

I'm an evil ravid beast in the 541

Better believe we're alive for fun

And other such usual stuff