Mospants - OG Dreamcast lyrics

[Verse 1: Mospants] Saliva spit mastering different pathogens on accident, puffing cannabis slanderous Metabolic chamber inhabitant, serving plates of ether like i was in mandarin rappers Anit talented their talent went, talladega nights hammered as sh** got my space man spliff Feels like my hands floating on some ray-man sh**, blunt holds three grams on some school boy sh** 0hbliv on the beat so sick..yeah league novelist talking leaking documents to you donkey kids On these instrumentals scrapping like i'm Dominic, called DaLLy up while he was getting his shlobin licked I was packing chronic told him we had to hit the on switch, i bully flows i'm losin fed up but still talking.. Talking to the talkers distortion of reality got me seeing whats proper you outta ya jurisdiction braga he crushed The molly's in the water cortex in stomach tall boys and yoppers, stumbling but keep running sh** she Keeps b**hing at me I've had enough of it, i wanna throw knuckle ball at this dumb a** b**h [Verse 2: DaLLY] This new society's been lying to me Im smaug releasing fire speech Suave on kinda cheap, so high Wiley coyote floating in gravity Puffing on the lavish leaf images and patterns speaking to me Wealthy in my mind optimistic got no pot to piss in High focus fliptrix reving engines stick shifts My mind frame open mind staying golden Dont give a f** what you promoting Hollywood ruins lives Lamar Odom Every lord of the rings i read it Probably on the bus like Jerome Bettis With my tropical juice, m!ssmatch unstoppable dude got a better cd collection than you My presence got precision exceeding my limits The news is confusing humans views Tryna make you choose the good or the bad but who is who Suger in my cereal and watching cartoons Imma a teen titan till Im twenty Ive been writing sine July 4th summer school Introduced to skunk then i didn't give f** And this b**h touched my nuts in grade 2 and thats true She dropped the pencil under the desk on purpose Im JK Rowling the way i word sh** You gonna worship? The League thats for certain Imma a artist , writer, poet I will be your opponent make you see the dark Tim Burton Jim Stuart plotting in the studio dont trust em can't touch em They all got cooties watching movies with the sound as high as it can be Searching for treasure , the goonies I wanna jam it with you Im gonna last a while like these canned foods Bars hot Cancun and from PK to Pallet Ths the last tune moon landing troops planning WITH ARE JEDI MINDS