Jpizzle the White Lion - Thought About You lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Jpizzle the White Lion] Chilling in my room blasting MF Doom Hearing jaunty tunes plottin' my reach to the moon Before we reach the end of June (End of June) Machine gun lyrics that sh** is auto-tune While I hit spliffs and sip brew Man, f** these rich dudes but excuse me if I'm rude But I rep Biggie Smalls keep the gat packed in my shoes (Bang Bang) My team will never lose Spitting cold, I'm spewing out ice cubes Flow like I'm black with the complexion of a white dude (Word) I am nothing like you Spitting fire like the blunts caught up in my mic dude Owning beats you can call me Dwight Schrute (Dwight Schrute) And I just shook it around While I'm rolling downtown putting haters in the ground, sipping brown (Blaka) Cleaning house with semi-auto rounds I'm the Dark Knight these other haters clowns Flip'em fast like smiles into frowns And after this label hip-hop under lost then found [Hook: Jpizzle the White Lion] I've been thinking 'bout you, it's the truth Sipping vodka, hundred proof Down and out, with a couple brews Whenever I think about you [Verse 2] (Ugh) But then I slay all of my demons (Shwing) What's a God, to a heathen (Yup) You can't defeat'em nor do I need'em While I'm chilling with a bad b**h somewhere in the deep end (b**h) Kicking back about to burn this reefer On a higher level, see the bottoms of my sneakers I'm spitting sick sh**, I got a fever I'm slaying all these beats, like I'm the reaper With my bros smoking O's with some smoking hoes Smoking foes that get to close to my post I boast cause I got the most These haters talking trash so we turn'em into ghosts Then I coast (Whoo) I love it when I'm whipping and my watch glistens Putting f*gs in submission when it comes to spittin' (Bling) I use the visions that I'm given while I'm tripping Most dudes don't understand that it's a war of attrition [Hook] [Verse 3] (Ugh) Somebody hand the kid a trophy The White Lion, the one and only (One and only) I get my weed from the ferry docks While I'm matching cleaner than a pair of socks Emerge from underground like a carrot top Man, I'm feeling like an animal Devour soft, fruity dudes (Ohm) Like f**ing Danimals And I pray the people feel it You gotta understand out here it's survival of the trillest (Trill) So I stay up on my hustle The lion can't be stopped by a motherf**ing muzzle (Can't do it) Chilling with my dudes make that bong bubble As I drop bars that reduce stoned people to rubble (Pew Pew) Putting on my shades I will see no evil I can't see these haters and I can't see their sequels Rep the Bull City, do it for your people The flow is in my veins, and I never needed The needle [Hook]