[Verse 1: Ill-Noize]
Uhhh!
Everyday I be smokin'
A constant motion of the tokin'
Only on the most potent (*coughs*)
& I don't f** with no roaches, no rodents, (ugh)
Nahh, I stay focused, & the joke is on you
Like hocus pocus... (poof)
Pullin' tricks out my sleeve, (sleeve)
Well actually out my mind (mind)
Anything I believe, I have faith will come alive, in due time, (That's right!)
As long as I stay on my grind
Tell me what you find, tell me what you find
My mind sublime, take off your snapback
& put on your thinking cap when I rhyme
Divine... intervention, I'm sent from heaven, yea
But I'm posted at the 7-11, with my brethren,yea
Stockin' up on malt liquor, Oj, & swishers
Actually I prefer a dutch, or if you got dem steady hands, then roll that backwood up, (yea)
Baby mama back it up, (sit on my lap)
All the b**h does is roll my blunts
& swallow my nut, yea that's wa**up, (That's right!)
Gotta gram of that shatter, (shatter)
Roll that wax down the middle, (roll it)
Top it off with some keif, (keif)
Then blast off like a missile...
[Verse 2: Alphie]
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