Puppet
• Written by SmokeTheHazeLG
Back from the top, pumping kush
Walkin the hood, props out
Stalker behind the bush, don't give a fuck
Palm forward, little push
She turned back and started to blush
Hard on, song of lines
Shit's bringing it back
Pyramid, key to all
Song of a quarterback
Commented scroll long
Touch the bottom, G bomb
Packing dope, ship it off
Now got a date with a she wolf
Vicious glare, blue star
Can drop a nigga real hard
But fehtitude back, mental barrier
The bitch now be drawing back
But I am the grand watch-maker
Twiddle my thumbs, cash rollin in
But don't go for the baker
Ship goods from New York to Pekin
Dreams of a working man, legend bout to begin
Cuz I'll climb, just watch I stack paper
Up the ladder for the Greater Good
Pharaoh of the modern times
Killing it on these rimes
Nigger, you way to behind
Now the medal`s mine, rocking soul food
Tour my estate, way to feel great
Jacuzzi and kush crates
In my space shuttle, over the moon
And back, all in time for some schmooz
$hlaggy boy, acting a fool with my crew
Bounce out a window high on some purple booze
Rollin smooth
Puppet master on the block
Control everything that you got
From your mind, propaganda
To the streets, melancholia
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About the Artist
SmokeTheHazeLG
Member since January 6 2014