The shelter to death
• Written by Metaphilie
I live at the shelter to stay alive when i rap till i die
Smoke out my whole life with weed papers and weed pipes
show me the money show me the white all we going wreck
fuck this shit up no lie fucking holding the flow real tight
so smoke up with me tonight build up the tension and be
one of the best like me so smoke up and see my third eye
exploding in the distance is a red corvette year 73
The end of two lives about the soul and the whole body mind
The two going wreck the earth complex infinite design
now i'm going crazy thinking real hard like ET
I'm an alien motherfucker smoke some Pinapple Express with me
Smoke some weed with me The potent green buds and the
smoking black spuds when you lack bumps
all you is a sucker a chump
you need to focus on the slumps
when you rap you on a hunch
Then i notice motherfuckers back with guns
i got an infinite amount of numbers i can think of
My minds infinite so i'm in an infinite world i can hear of
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Metaphilie
Member since June 14 2015