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(feat. Moka Only and Prevail) |
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[Moka Only] |
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I guess the grandular surface, I make my purpose known globally |
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You purchase this anomolys product |
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Grass roots, merchant, operate soulfully |
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Common trades is not that |
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Watch me wave the wand, I've got a top hat |
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Pull the magic out of it, pop that pot of rocks out of it |
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If you are all the salt, I'm the ground temper |
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If you are all the cult, I'm the leader, hypnotize with minor effort |
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And made your pressure to pay for pleasure |
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I find a meadow, relax the mind and measure time in the hour glass |
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This industry ain't industrious |
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I dust them off, bust them in action |
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Hollering in the library, this century's on some hustle shit |
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Muscular husky work, cardio-vascular passwords |
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Trust me jerk, us we're parked and ready to swerve |
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Deserve confetti and took your tape from riperets |
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Snap a Ritz, rappes, drown them in some soup and split |
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Found me out the loop, I'm in |
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Vancou ambassador, upper Eshilon, Arabic to Ecuador |
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Apitimy, a bigger anatomy, finality |
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Finiclly earned the salary, big fatalities |
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[Abstract Rude] |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here, we're smoking in here |
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It's Ab and Prev and Moka in here, we're open |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here and nobody cares |
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It's Codename Scorpion in here, we're chosen |
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[Abstract Rude] |
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We're smoking in here with both engineers in a studio rear |
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Just open your ear, we're working in here |
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The type, that Moka says he's growing his hair |
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Well give him a year, It will damn near look just like us |
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And this is for my homies in the cypher |
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Puffing chaza, we can pull all nighters |
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Park my car in the rear of the club |
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Get in the show without a ticket stub, I'm getting love |
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It reads no smoking on the sign |
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But I ignore it every single time |
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Though I don't park in handicaps, that's bad karma |
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Plus more than a little fine |
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It's warmer in the summer when the sun shines |
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I'm a bomber with a marker when I don't see the one time |
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I need a sponser, I want my own clothing line |
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None of the brand names, give me one of a kind |
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Stick to the game plan and it's gonna be fine |
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We smoke basil, oregano kind |
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[Abstract Rude] |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here, we're smoking in here |
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It's Ab and Prev and Moka in here, we're open |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here and nobody cares |
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It's Codename Scorpion in here, we're chosen |
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[Prevail] |
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We're smoking in here, my vocals are clear |
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Smoking in the language of a mirror |
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Hexagonal, pentogonal, we're here today and gone tomorrow |
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Broken armor, eagle talon, crushing spirals |
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Chest I scalp and fess the signs of Seth |
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Everyday, intake of a broken crest |
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I hope for rest but smoking less, makes it harder to deal with stress |
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So I take the toke in steps |
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The social sense is old and deaf |
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they sold the specs to interenets, avenge the debts, reverse the ocean depths |
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Ain't nothing but molten left |
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The cold in my breath that's forty-five millilitres fresh |
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A murder of rest, pressure in text, in hex the next |
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The destiny of complex Planet X |
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[Abstract Rude] |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here, we're smoking in here |
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It's Ab and Prev and Moka in here, we're open |
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Rebels who be known for breaking the rules |
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So go tell everybody the news |
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We're smoking in here and nobody cares |
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It's Codename Scorpion in here, we're chosen |
