Malebranche

I be riding with a couple sluts who like cocaine laced in their blunts Like cocaine blown in their butts Stack them up and then i fuck Hit up Navi Where's the addy? Popping them xans got me swerving the Cadi Recking the valley Creeping the alley Just got a phone call that said i'm flying to Cali Hit the show and bust it down New kings of the underground Pills i keep on chewing down that got me feeling like i'm mother fucking Jesus now Hold up shawty Fuck your party Only sipping lean tell her keep all that Bacardi Risen out the pits of hell in the cornfields where the $carecrow dwells Murder on my mind Yeah bitch i'm back just like a spine Time and time again i stop the clock and turn to slime Resurrected from the ooze you gonna lose when messing with mine Dressing in all black Grey thing strapped to the back of your head Ima blow your mind I know you mine See that road closed sign Passed that where the ghosts grow spines Bitch i blow some pine Yeah your life you'll be handing me Come try and damage Hope you know the devil runs in my family Settle the score It's better when you see rigor mortis I act like a taurus but move like a tortoise It's probably from all the lean Slick imported He poured us a cup when we got on the tour bus