Boxguts - Elephant Ear lyrics

Rolling in fronto's like smoking f**ing blunts for practically free That's an elephant ear size natural tobacco leaf And it's only 2 dollars to cop a bag that should last you a week All you gotta do after is wrap your tree with sprinkle a little hash and kief [2x] Broke as a joke though, and that's not funny Cuz yo I'll sort your insides out to some foreign organ-dealers for money Wanna go pour myself out of this inhumane human world captive in a fat cunny But I love to feast with her too much Guts is just that universally hungry Eat 'em up enough money Burping up their guts from tummy But burn this much sour, and you'll definitely get a whole lot more of the munchies (What's that skunk? A skunk.) I'll crash the beat into a pile of beef and sleep lovely I know that's f**ed up of me (That's f**ed up) All these people on d** and sh**, eating bugs and sh** We got snakes on stage, man f** the pits Oh for sure I'm a radio-show stopper Fishing into thick skinned crowds rigging with rigid hooks out just looking at dipping bobbers [2x] Kitchen sink is stinking up the whole place Like my dad's old hockey skates, open holes near the toes with those rotten laces So rank, but then again so is my dank Wanna stock of up whole lots of haze Well I can see the stock is deez is rising by the day And can't help but notice those sensi highs at times Will move at a wildly different slow pace Along with other indica and sativa dominant strains Ohh they activate, gotta have an ill a**ortment kid Just pa** that j I lay it all out on the table like what do these invading ants want Need to have enough kief made for a sand storm Phat tag, my hand's strong But feet don't want to hold me up no more Getting too heavy to top rock 12 ounce teppanyaki steak chops Chomped Then pop shrimp n ramen in water atop my sizzling hot wok Mixing in pissy frog broth, sh** Breath Boy Saw through cannon fodder from a dock at the gods pond Where bombs dropped til Loch Ness Monster's bottomless bog frothed (All red, ohh yeah) All these people on d** and sh**, eating bugs and sh** We got snakes on stage, man f** the pits Oh for sure I'm a radio-show stopper Fishing into thick skinned crowds rigging with rigid hooks out just looking at dipping bobbers "Born in America..."