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, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, roll that blunt, give me another toke homie, we ridin, pimp, ooh, i guess they don't know, i'm finna call up david, and we marchin on them quickly to the south pole, so what they wanna do with us? uh, finna get'cha get'cha, uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha, lord, crush they numbers daddies eyes can see, i know jesus carry me, he ever need me i'm there verily, i love the virgin mary, mexican food, without the children, or the child shall lead to mommy, daddy love me i'm chillin, bless the world if it's possible, i cry on my knees, praise the lord, god almighty the creator of all lightning, ass booty and cattle, blood stop, i'm feelin the brain waves rattlin, tryna stop what we got, ain't seen no cops come, stone cold producer, bad to the bone, i ain't no sell out, better leave him alone, i'll clear this bitch out, shut the fuck up out of they pencil walls and then shake that dust, fuck the lust, non-physical, now they got me in cuffs - one love, deep in the mind where they question me, what do you want to know?, i don't know nothing, but i heard that legend tellin me take it slow, finna be, within the body this is a blessin, better get rid of whatever you need, you better go get it remember to plant that seed, while i'm dead holdin the microphone, closer to the spirit, clearly i get that jealousy somehow i just don't fear it, i blame nothin and it's surrounded, we're surrounded and trapped, come up off that bullshit, pulpit, feelin the fact, everywhere we lack, in the battlefield the shit like that, baby we serious and i'm not curious, you tell 'em to watch that, ideologies remember scientologies, isn't it bloody enough?, fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rucket rough, runnin from the spiritual po-po, don't act like you don't know though cause i don't know either, so y'all relax and take a breather, drink a liter then roll, we gotta, we gotta find somewhere to leave for our souls, i call up my uncle let me cop some fuckin mary jane, we been out here grindin steadily climbin each and every day, fucker don't test us come and arrest us, show me how we play, feelin me with the spirit, fight you back like i was anime, quick to have a baby sick as fuck and jump right on the stage, comin up out that limo pockets swollen payin attention to everything i say, open up my mind with a prayer, as i worship the lord jesus, the dragon slayer verily, verily i'm reborn, tarnished and torn, burnin up i'm feelin scorned, it's gettin warm i'm tellin 'em turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, tarnished and torn, burnin up i'm feelin scorned, it's gettin warm i'm tellin 'em turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, don't burn.

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Artist: bizzy bone