Lyrics

Sipping trippy tea Moving through the city very swiftly Sleep is for the weak I gotta grind I gotta eat Got the the devil my shoulder I can't hear you the lies you speak I know the world getting colder I got hell beneath my feet If really run the block my nigga Tell me what's the fucking street? Cause I see you with them Vegans They don't want no fucking beef All these people getting shot in my city I gotta preach twenty-eight for an ounce I pray don't my check bounce Cause them bodies in the Lake Got me questioning my fate Uncle Sam ain't worth a damn That's why you gotta be a man How team your really winning But you can't trust your mans? Better play your cards or leave the table If you able I'm not the one to gamble Society scrambled Need more ammo for my Rambo's Please don't touch what you can't handle Lighting candles with solar panels You ain't really got the answers Fuck a horse I want a reindeer so I can fly away from here I'm watching human demolition Time and time again the hills are filled with self destruction So I can't fall deep in my sin Seattlites and city lights Blind them while I stand my rights Blood drip from my knuckles Due to all the extremists I fight Chain me up and toss the key Speakeasy words of Socrates Bend the knee type murder sprees fighting of my enemies (Ha) Pick of the litter, I hope you stay bitter, you keep it on Twitter Calling Putin a war sinner try to stop the richer As a country we should band together (Jaa) I'll rip away the stand and make a stand Let you know I'll use my hand and Wreck your plans fuck you and your fans Menace to society, but I rock the bench Witness from beginning to end I'll learn how to make amends to make you give me head While in Seattle don't plan to be my friend I'm not the one to gamble Society scrambled Need more ammo for my Rambo's Please don't touch what you can't handle Lighting candles with solar panels You ain't really got the answers Fuck a horse I want a reindeer so I can fly away from here In a city full of dreams I can't lose my hope Cause these niggas really be funny But I don't understand the joke Blowing big smoke I can't even Sleep How Supposed to be woke? Don't need no action I got passion thats what lackin With these rappers I mean actors Situational trappers I'm a traveler
Writer(s): Kleinn Chavez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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