Cannabis

September, 22 2015 • Written by RapConcept

This cannabis as got me, for randomness.
The dust spots me, for handsome-ness.
Hands deep, lands steep. 
Considering, where's the man's feet? 
Lettering and speak as the whispering demands seek. 
Glittering and sleep like sick whimpering.
Sand deep. Psych! 
Trick withering on the mic with pimp whistling like Mike
 Whip this bitch like Icke.  

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RapConcept

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