Allen Vice - 1999!

Deep blue few spots of white
I been looking at the moon like a lot tonight
Yeah the weather getting cool but she hot tonight
Come through with the booze at the spot tonight
Come through we can cruise to a spot you like
I can show you how to move on the block and not get socked out
You peruse like you like this life
Never been to your ends
Went through emotions
From the dark to light
All the parks we smoked out
When we couldn't spark at my house or your house
Pigs pull up
We track star we showing out
High speed chase foot race we blow them out
First time high laid down and levitated
Sorry to my lungs know they both devastated
Middle of the hood but I needed a getaway
Some days good but I'm leaving them anyway no indication
Do what I want if it's what I want no litigation
She want a blunt we hot box no ventilation
Smoke one for the dead homies and killed vibes
Said I wanna get high because my nigga died
I wanna see every sunrise
See every sunset
We ain't done yet look what's on the horizon
We ain't even peaked we rising
You ain't even peep that you speaking with pilot
He don't want peace he violent
Right
Keep that we gone be on an island vibing
Kicking rhymes kick it with dimes
Whole life gone diamond
Vice

Written by:
Myles Brock

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