Tokyo Blunts

Pink Siifu & Armand Hammer & Conquest Tony Phillips - Rap
Tokyo Blunts
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Uh Word, they survive Just gotta keep going Keep going, stack whatever you need to stay high High (Can I live?) [Verse 1: Pink Siifu] Blessings survive It's always more than two eyes watching I ain't leave a trail, apply pressure, apply little shine, all clear Say less, she couldn't break a nail I ain't gon' break a nail I said me too, girl, I feel Shorty twin there However we send to, check the mail My pen bleed, I bleed too, mortal man Still Soul Brother number two, gotta give it to my mans Back when I ain't had shit Watchin' from the side like I wanted in Climbing gyms, same song, musical chairs Playing, for sure they care Out in Tokyo, heard they love my head I ain't never been All for the ends, my heart still, I get still Look again, it was never fair It's [?] We outside, fuck the news, we been CNN/Seeing in If you was inspired by taking the stock high Like street pharmacists, show of hands I fuck wit' your style, you my mans I fuck wit' you and your friends I fucks wit' you School of plans Y'all ain't know me when I had the dreads LSD under my headband Like wassup wit' you, like wassup? Martin and Gina type crazy That's my baby though Half on two babies, same time, you never know Pussy give me life, I give thanks y'all Celebrating new chapters, pages turn slow All pages from the most high, already know All praises to the most high, already know Already know, I was gone, you just got the door Swinging off, let me know, I'm not the dog At the door Come on in [Verse 2: E L U C I D] Yeah Peace love More life more life Yo, your minding me yourself Burnin' resin out the scripture These visions are really whispers You gon' shut the fuck up and listen I walk with the fishes and swim with the birds Float in the water and walk on my words She called me Mr. Mister I'm this that and the third (uh) I be lyin' like I'm just a man (I be lyin' like I'm just a man) I be lyin' like I'm just a man Answers got questions I trust desire, I feel before I understand Catch a fire hundred band, they throw a underhand I came for double portion I know wages of war, I ride no-named horses Elsewhere after the collapse Flew out the back, touched down somewhere blue on the map, gorgeous Boy trippin, four, five, six, alongside the sun Flame high, caution Pressure applied, but never forced it Come let me ride in the warship See me coming, nigga I launched the first gold fronts into orbit They gon' see me coming, nigga In my daddy's leather, exact to the letter I reflect forever, they can't kill us all I sincerely summon the song Many chosen, fewer called I'm just doin' what I want I wanna change the future, I can't change the past I'm too much human, depending who you ask True dat, there's always after Collapse, there's always laughter In fact, there's always after Collapse, there's always laughter In fact [Verse 3: billy woods] Truth be told, wasn't no space on the track So, I stowed away Water planet, three moons, y'all just rode the wave Lickety-split, how they load the K Fuck all that, I'm tryna be old and grey Crooked fingers rolling Js Broken face, whether jumped, or caught the fade Standing in the end zone, feeling out of place When I look at the babies, I feel the weight Time undefeated, so I slow simmer the Bolognese Took ya lil beef, garlic, onions, celery, carrot, tomato paste When I'm done, it's just a little sweet (Mwah) Just a taste [Verse 4: Conquest Tony Phillips] A kiss in death will make your life Love it when it reemerges It's like some lustful parents learning how to be some surgeons God's child got bit by some sleazy serpents You tricked yourself outta glory tryna flee from curses Made me bipolar, maybe tripolar But still, in the chaos, I design divine order I see monkey fingers overlapping my waters Maybe they're just telling me to look at flying saucers Started from the floor up until God [?] Wu, wu, wu, wu, please put your sword up God itinerary Like a fairy splashed in Ben & Jerry's Nah with the lead, baby I got like a hundred heads Thought I was hunting for sheep realizing I was hunting the feds Mama said, mama said, "these niggas are afraid of you" They want you in a slaving suit Gucci or embracing moves Escaping truth got ya bous [?] in these ancient tombs Jacking my style, my lord asking, "why in the heavens are they tricking you?" The ghost Face the boom Feeling like Ferris Look at that [?] Look at this shit, face it fool
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Credits
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- Real Bad Man