[intro: Stefan]
Just gotta stay awake this time
[Verse 1: Stefan Burnett]
Walls turn colors, they lose my mind
She looks for another freeway to find
But the way to discover [?]
So low under [the line?] i'm blind
Flaming eyeball covered with neon signs
Realizing the wonder, [?] spine
Feel like a butcher, cut me down
In the pressure cooker, touch me now
Wanna see a looker calm as a cow
Drop a line and hooker, raise my brow
Extend myself with appreciation
Don't care for wealth, just keep on wastin'
This life to ash, in the morning breeze
Closing my dash, stop the storm and ease
Off so slow, we sloshed, your trashy please
[Verse 2: G Rider]
Get high, go [by?] and [5-3-0?]
Hotbox [? Glocks?] hit the studio
Played the dap [like a cat?]
[and?] where we go flow
[?] play [?] like [bro?]
[hydroponic chronic show?]
Fire blown, blunts get startable
And hit the fresh indo not available
[?] liquor store [percent?]
Keeps them wantin' to make more dough
So they propose war [?]
Alcohol and tobacco [?]
[?] folks that smoke the [dope?]
Give me a choice between a spliff and a marlboro
Couldn't compeat, so they [outlaw] competitor
[bumped by?] USA, economic preditor
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Album I