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Real Life (freestyle)
Real life
real life
coca cola
mickey dees
US life hittin trees
sip that soda syrup please
sniffin coca hope I dont sneeze
douple dose of dope in my arms where they crease
load anotha bowla motta make me wheeze
Real life only adds up to death
real life only adds up to death
so fuck you fuck money fuck god fuck this stress
fuck godbless more like god please have forgiveness
the whole worlds been fucked so fuck back; fuck it all no less
most of us at home grow old stay pent up
meanwhile the rest of our mental vents shut
they cant even comprehend why it is I wont let up
dont sit down fuck what they say get up!
im fuckin fed up...
yall pushed the limits now the human race is fuckin finished
with the way our generations sped up
So I slowed my damn self down
on top of fuck everything else fuck all you around
bumpin me out your surround
yeah let the bass pound
I hope you fucking drowned
all the years I went without a sound or even voice
no choice but to turn a bully break yalls toys
take away yalls joys
like yall keep me from mine
yall keepin jesus from his wine
your keepin buddha from his name
yall fuckin up the player and the game
yall fucked up all about the greed
let the plant be freed
put the tree back in free country
it brings me closer to god this burning bush I need
oh this weed its the best hobby in the world
please with this mary jane dont take me at my word
that would be absurd
light the fucking bird
pass this bitch around
run a circle on her shit
mary jane aint never scary one thing in the world that we aint gotta quite
like fuck that vodka shit we aint about the harder shit
but still we aint above that harder shit
weve done did some carter shit
on that weezy woozy walkin home from the bar and shit
but nowadays only mary jane on some smarter shit ive gotta hit
ive gotta hit that
BC Blueberry Diesel Kush tangerine dream
just the fuckin thought make my tongue water and my eyes beam
make your stature swag lean
just the thought make me wanna run to cali like I was on the track team
coughing and gauging
this mary jane got my feet dragging
eyes sagging
normal person acting
police attracting
this consumer life in america for the rest of us need to realize it really is a bad thing
real life
coca cola
mickey dees
US life hittin trees
sip that soda syrup please
sniffin coca hope I dont sneeze
douple dose of dope in my arms where they crease
load anotha bowla motta make me wheeze
Real life only adds up to death
real life only adds up to death
so fuck you fuck money fuck god fuck this stress
fuck godbless more like god please have forgiveness
the whole worlds been fucked so fuck back; fuck it all no less
most of us at home grow old stay pent up
meanwhile the rest of our mental vents shut
they cant even comprehend why it is I wont let up
dont sit down fuck what they say get up!
im fuckin fed up...
yall pushed the limits now the human race is fuckin finished
with the way our generations sped up
So I slowed my damn self down
on top of fuck everything else fuck all you around
bumpin me out your surround
yeah let the bass pound
I hope you fucking drowned
all the years I went without a sound or even voice
no choice but to turn a bully break yalls toys
take away yalls joys
like yall keep me from mine
yall keepin jesus from his wine
your keepin buddha from his name
yall fuckin up the player and the game
yall fucked up all about the greed
let the plant be freed
put the tree back in free country
it brings me closer to god this burning bush I need
oh this weed its the best hobby in the world
please with this mary jane dont take me at my word
that would be absurd
light the fucking bird
pass this bitch around
run a circle on her shit
mary jane aint never scary one thing in the world that we aint gotta quite
like fuck that vodka shit we aint about the harder shit
but still we aint above that harder shit
weve done did some carter shit
on that weezy woozy walkin home from the bar and shit
but nowadays only mary jane on some smarter shit ive gotta hit
ive gotta hit that
BC Blueberry Diesel Kush tangerine dream
just the fuckin thought make my tongue water and my eyes beam
make your stature swag lean
just the thought make me wanna run to cali like I was on the track team
coughing and gauging
this mary jane got my feet dragging
eyes sagging
normal person acting
police attracting
this consumer life in america for the rest of us need to realize it really is a bad thing
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