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My oshy? Swiss blue cheese is worth more than three grand If you wanna come and try and take my cheese fam (Try It) I guess it isn't, arrest the fucking police man Tie 'em in the back and then set fire to the police van (Wow) I'm a Horticulturist, I love my weed fam (I love it) I get my seeds and, known from greek man (Ha) It's grown organically I never do no cheap scams And if you try to rob me I will break both your knees fam! Boom set! My lemon buds are from Netherlands and they grow with natural elements Organic, it's expensive, and you wonder why I'm not generous But I'm not malevolent or manipulative like presidents My cheese and lemon is venomous and it's causing speech impediments I speak with revelance and I'm deep like quantum elements That's evidence of intelligence and I'm giving them lyrical elegance Indeed no hesitance stick booze in trunks like elephants Smoke DMT and weed in one spliff when I'm conducting experiments My lemon haze is from Devon ways and it's harvest time in 11 days It's powerful like a weapon sprays and trust me you be well amazed Don't listen, let me just demonstrate smoke lemon haze and then celebrate I levitate and regenerate and then elevate up to Heaven's gate I'm a God with a pen and papes Accelerate and then penetrate I'll desecrate and I'll devastate any heavy weight I don't relegate (Hey dickead!) Run, go tell a mate, my lemon is sticky like sellotape I'm punctual, I'm never late, 'cause I teleport and I levitate When I die don't cry for me 'Cause I'll be in the next dimension Have fun and get high for me Just lead your life in the right direction Ascension's right for me and my third eye opens like discection And it's always nice to see that vegitation in my section My oshy? Swiss blue cheese is worth more than three grand If you wanna come and try and take my cheese fam (Try It) I guess it isn't, arrest the fucking police man Tie 'em in the back and then set Fire to the Police van (Wow) I'm a Horticulturist, I love my weed fa (I Love It) I get my seeds and, known from greek man (Ha) It's grown organically I never do no cheap scams And if you try to rob me I will break both your knees fam! Boom set! My grapefruit is from bay route It's imported and then sorted into bags and then sold to their glute There's no escape route, I just rolled a great zoot Coulda been cheese or widow or coulda been bit of a tangerine reload Coulda been psychosis or K2 My number's 0 double 7, 9145682 I'm giving them great news, I'm giving them lemon and grapefruit Take 1, take 2, you can even have a taste too But be careful 'cause my weed is powerful It might make your mate spew Wow, that's s sick 2 twenties, I don't do no tick If you piss me off, in 2.50 you will be like "Oh shit!" And you don't know shit! But be careful 'cause my weed is powerful Just like a goalkick And if you don't notice my lemon cheese is ebonese And my fridgy black is ebonese I'm intelligent, no special-needs I specialise in these remedies Herbal recipies and Natural healing energies Unvealing evil memories Okay does, I'll take 10 o' these When I die don't cry for me 'Cause I'll be in the next dimension Have fun and get high for me Just lead your life in the right direction Ascension's right for me and my third eye opens like discection And it's always nice to see that vegitation in my section
Writer(s): Marcus Coakley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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