Sour Diesel
• Written by JaySketch
{verse 1}
Sparkin up a blunt as I walk the road,
I kinda hate the shit it does but I love the smoke,
so pack a bowl, pack a bong,
if you can roll then get it on, man,
I'm just tryna get blazed
and hang until the morning,
am I still breathin? hardly,
chiefin with bob marley,
reasons why I'm keeping on that green is making money,
visions ain't sunny,
I got no shit to spend,
that's why I sit down with this pencil one again,
got my brain-split, mental,
different type of view,
always put down,
by the likes of you,
till I fuck around,
and show you all what I can do,
I'mma prove that I'll pull through,
and to my roots I will stay true,
its my debut, whats your issue?
I guess the shoe is on the other foot,
and I got the match too,
baby I'm attatched to you,
I just a bought a batch or 2,
and I gotta move it soon,
but honestly there shouldn't be a problem,
everyone consumes,
{chorus}
Sour diesel,
runnin through the blood of my people,
everybody's good, no everyone is evil,
Sour diesel,
runnin through the streets its illegal,
police are one of us, no we couldn't be equal,
Sour diesel,
S-s-s-s-s-s-sour diesel {x3}
Sour diesel, Sour diesel,
give me good feel,
yeah,
{verse 2}
I think about it a lot,
where will I go when I drop?
is heaven real? is it all a fasod,
or is it not - for me?
long as I got some tree,
I don't need, angels tryna carry me,
am I alive? barely,
rarely not high, asking mary jane to marry me,
so I can survive, in a world that wasn't meant for me,
I better be, better off,
after I cough release,
the smoke thats inside of me,
my piece never lied to me,
helped me find the satisfaction that I been seekin,
we made laughin while speaking,
our new crownin achievement,
and now were burnt evening,
but we don't care that were weakened,
all of our days were rainy and bleakend
so we keep chiefin on that La la la la la la la,
cops pull up say "na na na",
tryna kill our vibe but,
we don't take advice from ya,
La la la, la la la,
cops pull up say "na na na"
tryna kill our vibe but,
we don't live our lives for ya
{chorus}
{verse 3}
and a midst all the fog and mind-boggling things,
I will sometimes forget what's really bothering me,
and how much of this need,
how free is really free,
when all you ever really wanna do is spark your weed,
and your friends won't even joke around,
they wanna smoke, and toke right now,
otherwise the whole mood is down,
brains ain't producin dopamine,
at least were not dope fiends,
I mean...
at least were not dope fiends!
{chorus}
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JaySketch
Member since April 7 2014