Ktchn
• Written by Anonymous
I've got way too much hate on my plate now
time to levitate, deviate, clear the slate now
show these minds how to blow, to the flow
of my circadian rhythm, while swimming in
pools of liquor with all these beautiful women
in the kitchen cookin up another synonym
add a little cinnamon and let the spices settle in
they say these abstractions is distractin the youth
but with dilla on the beat, yous just retractin the truth
all this kush and these tapes are relaxin their minds
but I've smoked so much my third eyes blind, fuck
all these papers and lighters won't make my parents happy
but bong tokes in the morning got me feelin snappy
and that's all that matters
cause when you flowin this hard you gotta discard
any sense of inhibition, its your tongues volition
so keep spittin now but hit when its passed
I'm still so fuckin young how'd it go so fast
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