Al-Fatir - Hippie Sh*t lyrics

[INTRO] In the land of the blind The one-eyed man is King [Verse 1: Al-Fatir] I'm on my hippie sh** Smoke with a skinny b**h Hoping to mind that she struttin' like she innocent But I was in it like cinnamon, baking buns The G sh** that I be on baby could change anyone Picture me done, I be fly in my casket Buried in the clouds, good kush weed, master Infinite matchbook, the bamboo crafter But lovin' my life now, I'll catch Big after Anyone, Hendrix, Lennon, Flo Fidilla Conspiracy theories for 'Pac, thats a real n***a Cobaine told me the music was his dealer Vanilla is my dutch papers, smooth as chinchilla fur Process a verse like 10 gigahertz My brain power is equal to CPU work I lurk off in the shadows Side roads to my travels Cracking an L, not the type to unravel [Hook: Al-Fatir] I smoke like its 75 1-9, flashback countin' stars in the sky People gather round the fire Light it up we get high Only time can tell whether we live or we die I'm on my hippie sh** x5 [Verse 2: Al-Fatir] Your girl dancin' like a Manson child Throwin' a tantrum, she dancing wild Coke in the smile, me I'm gettin' weeded High enough to see the words I say 'em then you read 'em It's no f**ing secret I'm a pothead Born hippie, a robot, I'm a hybrid You ain't having fun motherf**er why live? My eyelids low, borderline unconscious Uh, piece of the world, I need all the girls Psychedelic trips, henny to earl Enough marijuana to fly to Carolina Without a jet-liner, you can bet I'mma Make it back in enough time to party n***as ride my wave, they tell me I'm f**ing gnarly Tripping off of life like I'm riding a f**ing Harley Expansion of the mind, Hippie sh** Bob Marley [Hook]