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Bluelighter
just last week i was busted in a stall for posession
they got my work and my tools that i haul for protection
i didn't seem em comin due to my altered perception
but them boys took me down like they brawl for profession
be it green, white or tan, like a golfer's complexion
all i buy and sell, my clientele calls for perfection
got a chef in the backyard washin glass shards
cookin meth in a shack, wired, watchin nascar
black tar for the smack scarred, walkin track marks
if u fiend for that clean, soft, coppin crack, hard
get the speed from my shrink, n i spit the same gimmick
when i'm outta OCs, n i hit the pain clinic
shit i aint finished, i got x to flip
cop 10, i'll hook it up with an extra hit
dont worry bout a thing, man i test the shit
take my word for it, this the best it gets
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i'm ski'd up
but i dont serve that blow
shit i'm paranoid enough when i burn that dro
got my hands on some of the finest herb that grows
robo trippin, tryna reach that 3rd plateau
on my tongue is a bean and an acid gel tab
my lungs gonna scream from this massive L drag
gimme 5 skates, my teeth grind and eyes shake
while they dilate the peak climbs, i'd violate
just to recline and refine my mindstate
thats the design, i resign to my fate
caged with no bail, amazin flow jailed
meanwhile my homeboy made a's at fullsail
actually got a job and he ceased with the e
now he got his own crib and a 350z
if you follow my lead, you gon hop on the bus
and soon enough, the cops gon lock on the cuffs
they got my work and my tools that i haul for protection
i didn't seem em comin due to my altered perception
but them boys took me down like they brawl for profession
be it green, white or tan, like a golfer's complexion
all i buy and sell, my clientele calls for perfection
got a chef in the backyard washin glass shards
cookin meth in a shack, wired, watchin nascar
black tar for the smack scarred, walkin track marks
if u fiend for that clean, soft, coppin crack, hard
get the speed from my shrink, n i spit the same gimmick
when i'm outta OCs, n i hit the pain clinic
shit i aint finished, i got x to flip
cop 10, i'll hook it up with an extra hit
dont worry bout a thing, man i test the shit
take my word for it, this the best it gets
-----------------------------------------------------------
i'm ski'd up
but i dont serve that blow
shit i'm paranoid enough when i burn that dro
got my hands on some of the finest herb that grows
robo trippin, tryna reach that 3rd plateau
on my tongue is a bean and an acid gel tab
my lungs gonna scream from this massive L drag
gimme 5 skates, my teeth grind and eyes shake
while they dilate the peak climbs, i'd violate
just to recline and refine my mindstate
thats the design, i resign to my fate
caged with no bail, amazin flow jailed
meanwhile my homeboy made a's at fullsail
actually got a job and he ceased with the e
now he got his own crib and a 350z
if you follow my lead, you gon hop on the bus
and soon enough, the cops gon lock on the cuffs
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