[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] ? ? ?