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[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka]
I gave my first speech in the vestibule of a public restroom
Crowd of fifteen
Esoteric artillery
Otherwise air superiority
Sans the subjectivity of its grandeur
Raised by a trusted platform
And rewarded with a white van
New engine, different course
He bides vigor
His end will be the last vestige
Take it from the blunt it’s greener on the other side, my nigga
Equipped with tipped-toes like wiseacres
Outfox law makers
This is a cheap box of firecrackers
All summer long I had mal de mer
So I ask politely how was theirs
Magically I appeared like an apparition
With heads twisted like for the tap
A lot of days when I feel sleazy
Head up to the highest point of hobo hill and render it a speakeasy
[Verse 2: Mikey Kim]
Speak easy
Nah, you ain’t talk that, wanna fucking talk that motherfucking greasy
Nah, nah, just gotta fucking go fucking fast
Like damn, Mikey Kim you ain’t fucking last
Always fucking first
You ain’t wanna fucking verse
Cause you always fucking spitting that crazy shit
Cause you always spitting that crazy shit
Nah, damn.. I choked but I’m still going in
Cause I say, „Damn, I’m rapping like it was fucking sins.”
Uh, call you fucking dog, that’s when I get the fucking pen
Then it fucking hurts and it’s hard, cause I just come fucking study, fast as darts
Nah, I’m just getting you right in the middle
You ain’t fucking want it cause your dick fucking little
Like fucking Bri-fucking Siddal
I ain’t fucking choppin’, but Maddy, thinking I’m getting with you
Fuck that, You a fucking bitch
You a fucking snitch
If I fucking smoke weed you’d be like, „Damn, Mikey Kim, you a fucking guy like that.”
Fuck that
I don’t really care cause I’m down to fucking smoke that
Got to fucking smoke that
Yeah, got to fucking smoke that fucking green
Nah, savage, goblin
Yeah the song goes fucking in
You ain’t fucking want it
Yeah you get it, you get it, yeah you get it, uh!
[Verse 3: Mikey Kim]
Gotta go in
Yeah, Little Wayne you ain’t fucking want it
Fuck G Unit
Fuck everything but me, Kazi, and my team
Got.. big fucking dreams
'Boutta get big
'Boutta smoke that cig, when you get stressed
I don’t really care cause I’m always fucking blessed
Yeah, got that fucking necklace that tells me
Got that fucking Cross
You ain’t fucking want it cause you always fucking lost, in your own head
Then you like, „Damn, everything’s so red, I can’t fucking see, I’m tripping, like fucking shrooms!”
You ain’t fucking want it cause I see everything turn yellow and blue
Like… Oh!
I just did shrooms in my room like a smoked yesterday
Nah I didn’t do shrooms yesterday, but, if I did that shit’d be some crazy shit
We need to get more zen power
I can’t rap like this
Yeah we needa go out and smoke
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