Blunted

Lyrics

Yo what's up! Representing here! Giving message out to all the Big Bam Blunt! And to my niggas up in Chicago and New York! Spreading much love! Giving shout-outs to my manager Eadon! To my DJ Darren! To my nigga here on my side, Hector! To my producer Nelson! It's the wicked one With the Phillie blunt stomping In the silly stunt Give real niggas what they really want Buddha fat style that leave the crowd choking You can't even hold the mic that I be smoking The weed be extra strange For my people who can hang Stimulating minds when I speak my freak slang 'cuz I spark the mic for niggas who be blunted Terrorizing crews and fools who front 'till all the style that believe in suckers buried in the dark So step up, if you wanna get hurt With blows to the head now you're feeling short of breath And I'ma smoke Sess till the day of my dead So yes, I guess you can say I lose control My mind starts to slip as the air takes its toll I'ma soul, now you wanna never end in mine You've just been taken to the mind of the Buddha fire The Buddha feel my chest I'ma about to explode Unload, and then I switch in the fuck mode A nigga bag a scope hiding in my shoe Because a spark of Mad-Izm, you know how I do My head be spinning, swaying, side to side And just like the bright I'm feeling funk to fight So drink with me as I roam to your vicinity We're so strong I forget my own identity Feel like a kid puffin' and it keeps me lent it I reach a new high everytime I get split it I watch my back everywhere I be walking, gee Paranoid 'cuz the police be cloaking me So don't get close cuz I'm claustrophobic The weeds got me running in place like Cube-Rubics I hear voices they're speaking in tongues Now I shut my eyes and smoke feels my love Yo! Niggas can't hang with the rhymes I can see They scream and grief I laugh as they bleed I plan to see, for the evil that will come I'm the wicked one keeping niggas on the run So bring your bad focus and you still couldn't see it Representing Hip Hop, ever since I was a fetus Appear, for the mess, of an ally, for the shadows Heads be crying up all bodies as I get to battles Victory is mine one more time free my whine Torturing evil grinders I commit another crime Innocent by-standers getting caught up in the rapture They don't understand my style's impossible to catch up So witness, the signals, the pain, the monstrosity I flow like Butch Cassidy, no need for animosity So don't slip as I keep with my Ill-tight mentality Fatality, reality, there's no immortality If I come from the deep down, you just fall asleep Can't count on two hands or the soul that I reap Creep, through your minds so try your fears Kill all your dreams, causing mad fears Psychopathic killer instinct, yes I'm on the proud I live in foul, so throw in the white towel Now I'm sending chills through your spine Your life's running out just like to send it out 'cuz my mind be staying with the evil top causing Six-Six Six-Six and upside down clauses Breaking skulls with the voice of a hammer The wrapped appear is mine when I speak my killing Dammert All are dead, the toll and the all time high Like Biggie Smalls who's already to die