Chakras
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(This is the head of a pin magnified 100 times) (What you see now is 200 micrograms of LSD) (Now we can barely see that with the naked eye) (This much LSD would kill plenty of people) (LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD) (LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD) Smokin' on that loud pack Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do What you know about that? What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew? Got 'cid on my tongue Thick piff in my lung I'm 'bout to blow my mind Got 'cid on my tongue Thick bitch from the jump I cannot close my eyes Daffodil iris, sealed eyelids, feel quite lit, keef diamonds Speakers still bumpin' that three times six Always need my fix just to feel like this Chill like bliss, real highness Ill type spliff with a real tight grip Girl scout cookies, that's still my shit They appeal quite quick and conceal my id Kid, yup, this is why I stay quiet Try and enjoy my most private of thoughts And fuck joy, I defy to define it Stay high on the finest Pull a blindfold on my misery Middle fingers up, and their both for the industry Never have I ever sold my soul to the enemy Absolving self of deficit through fraudulent symphonies Tryna get chill, excitement and thrill Without them Vicodin pills, cause life gets too real See life's too ill in this no-chill era Your wallet big? My flow still better All signs show I'm an error, whatever I still face the man that I loathe in the mirror Walkin' through a goddamn storm every winter Nothing ever gets as fucking cold as the inner So I force myself in a type of thought that beginners Tend to pick up and drop once they forfeit and give up But I'll never quit, finna climb a mile Over the top, stay high a while Lazy MCs? Let 'em bite my style I exist so that you despise my smile Smokin' on that loud pack Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do What you know about that? What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew? Got 'cid on my tongue Thick piff in my lung I'm 'bout to blow my mind Got 'cid on my tongue Thick bitch from the jump I cannot close my eyes Smokin' on that loud pack Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do What you know about that? What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew? Got 'cid on my tongue Thick piff in my lung I'm 'bout to blow my mind Got 'cid on my tongue Thick bitch from the jump I cannot close my eyes (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo) It was big as a bitch in this bitch Feelin' big as the kid from the Six Walls drippin' and shit Energies to siphon through, double cup full of Ivan Ooze Cold sweat, man, I saw her face in the carbon shapes, I'm faded Park it, play it, spark it, blaze it Senses losin' all their parkin' spaces Feel the fractals move, I'm high as pterodactyl shoes Straight silly. These rappers try, but they just ain't Billy Started droppin' bars when they dropped A Milli It's like drivin' a bike, I'm 'bout to pop a wheelie If y'all can't feel me, y'all need to stop Rappin' out my room, all my dreams'll pop I don't know no better, I'm a stupid kid Just tryna make a million off of talkin' 'bout my uselessness I don't know no better, what the fuck I told y'all? Fucked up in the brain. 1-up in the frame What you want a fuckn' gold star? Bitch, I'm on 1 or 2 or 3 hoe Roll up to your funeral, trunk bumpin' Migos Got beef? We the bistro, uh Got beef? We the bistro, uh Get lost in the leaf smoke, uh You don't know what we know Smokin' on that loud pack Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do What you know about that? What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew? Got 'cid on my tongue Thick piff in my lung I'm 'bout to blow my mind Got 'cid on my tongue Thick bitch from the jump I cannot close my eyes Smokin' on that loud pack Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do What you know about that? What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew? Got 'cid on my tongue Thick piff in my lung I'm 'bout to blow my mind Got 'cid on my tongue Thick bitch from the jump I cannot close my eyes (LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD) (LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD)
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- Duration
- 04:53
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 124 BPM