prohibition freestyle

Smokin lemon cake,  
 
choking,
 
I gotta come down for heavens sake  
 
I see the pearly gate I think im croakin.  
 
grab my grinder, fill it with the reefer  
 
wrap up an ez wider filled with that cannabis sativa.
 
Mother nature in the rawest mary jane tokin.  
 
Every pound into my brain soakin.  
 
BC flower shit just a little hit’ll knock you down I aint jokin.  
 
BC powder cook it up louder sell it in a potion

for pretty things golden
 
like whats the commotion I'm just tryna get the finer things like Dan Ocean
 
A blond with a big ass go to town.  
 
Blonde hash under glass 16 ounces in a pound.  
 
We don’t fuck around.  
 
The quote of the name is BReal  
 
from CHill take a hit from the bong… and just chill  
 
its an old world way to feel A OK  
 
ya gotta do what ya can to survive as an American in this day and age.  
 
Them roads aint paved with gold more like chained souls and fucked up fates.  
 
But fuck it if that’s really all there is.
 
Ignore this shitty life, world strife, bitchy wife, curled knife and all the millions of pilled out bloody wrists.  
 
Im not sayin this shit to sound ignorant.  
 
Listen to the words before you get belligerent.  
 
Im just repeating what I see,  
 
getting the next generations to repeat after other people just  
like you and me,  
 
to open their minds to other possibilities,  
the American dream,  
little meals with boxes that look happy steals  
the youth  
 
whos parents sell their very essence as a society to corporate greed and drug deals.  
How do you know I tell the truth?
 
 Look in the mirror you’ll all see the proof.  
 
But the artists are the ones who are evil, were your enemies,  
 
shit were the ones making you use your eyes to see.  
 
Look there must be a reason nothing with meaning ever makes it mainstream.  
 
Teaching your kids to be their little mini mes.  
 
Fine bitches and bling.  
 
Maybe for some, shit I cant even find a job flippin onion rings at burger king.
 
 Stayin positive cause I give two shits about recession.  
 
Weed is depression proof homie learn you a lesson.  
 
Livin good. But that aint all there is too it.  
 
shit yknow we’de all do it  
 
if we weren’t afraid we’d get raided all of a sudden I find my happy care free ass in prison.  
 
“Man I was just tryna make an honest livin whys the judge trippin!”
 
get out after a fuckin dime gone. Time gone I’ll never get back.  
 
A steady diet of chichis and toilet wine got my body, soul and mind a wreck.  
 
Still writing songs but I get less respect.
 
 Now after learning the laws of the penn Im crazy.  
 
I cant live in the now im stuck back then and I think my neighbor tried to shank me  
 
I was with this lazy bitch when she yelled “spank me”  
 
then bull showed up busted my door up grabbed a knife and stuck  
it in me like I was doin his wife like dog you should thank me.  
 
 Now cuz of some dirty slut  
 
im bandaged up, branded shut  
 
cause I couldn’t determine how deep the cut.  
 
Chillin later that night rapping with my crew down in the basement,  
 
underground?- get to know me bro we echoin sound off pavement.  
 
Cut the power to the whole apartment.  
 
Kill your ass while you’re in the shower, bailiff calls Bates, Norman  
 
Society cant keep me from causing harm now that im violent.  
 
I know how to form cogent thoughts even with my broken heart. So now how you gonna stop me from spreading like a virus?  
 
When I was a pacifist yall were loud steady whilin,  
 
but now ya turned me into hannable lector and the lambs are silent.  
 
I’ll just got back down to my basement my man cave of horror  
 
that would make bin ladens kid cringe when they see my house of slaughter.  
 
Im on the fringe of breaking the hinge off the wall, alcohol and minge binge toung flippin wall to wall. There he goes again. someone hand me the syringe before I begin to fall.
 
Good that you say im fucked up.  
 
That last paragraph of this story is made up,  
metaphorical, rhetorical, allegorical but that’s not to say I couldn’t get caught  
 
busted any day for smoking a jay and get sent away for something that after the fact the only side effect hasn’t killed but  
instead saved millions
 
what they doin? Smokin Pot!  
 
I gotta say I object prohibition is costing human lives and  
taking away any humane feelings  
 
and doing nothing more than making the state trillions  
 
off of court costs, fines, jail time, and your sound mind.  
 
You may not like what you see but it’s the way of the times.  
 
Spread the word and help end 90% of the focus on American crimes  
 
so we can stop the murderers rapists drug dealers wife beaters  
and political cheaters who stop the message in this rhyme
 and try to feed us line after line  
 
time after time of slop in the line of the trough. They treat you like swine  
 
so eat on up so you will sit back get fat and shut the fuck up.  
 
So if you feel it for yourself spread it along. It don’t take much
 
And it don’t take much time.  
 
If enough people understand, someone else might cross the line.  
 
And the last time I checked, if all the people rose up, id say the police state would be about out shined.  
 
If you aint convinced yet, if I haven’t given you enough of whats on my mind,  
 
justice is blind and apparently def to pleading cries  
of We the People, ignored by the servants as a steeple under god  
our lord. Heroine is oxy  
 
and neither of them has anything to do with T H C,  
it’s a proxy,
 
 helping heal our mortal wounds about as well as a band aid made for a booboo see?
 
 these thoughts are not taboo. Its scientific proof.  
 
Stop cancer in its fucking tracks just smoke you a doob.  
 
all pills kill its just a matter of having a higher will rising up past all the prohibition  
 
submission depression  aggression the need to always be impressin  
 
realize it’s a form of oppression.
 
All you need to be doin on this earth is be you, be happy everyday,  
 
don’t hate that you cant control fate  
 
cause you can you just got to think your way out of being any way  
 
apart of the sea of early graves  
 
and the ever growing wave of state funded rage
 
In order to truly be at peace and live past an early age  
 
you got to be tough enough to stand up and refuse to become the next generation of slaves.  
 
We still have a freedom of speech so don’t be afraid.  
 
So let the world know these United States is still the land of the free and the home of the brave-what do you say?