SamanthaRayVin - WayUpThere

Ravens are the stuff of myths and legends
And according to some scientists, are among the smartest of birds
Even more savvy than many mammals
I get so god damn mothafuckin' high
When this shit start wearing off I chop and hit another line
Uppers uppers, I can't get enough of 'em
A youngin trying to pass the sky
I get high so fuckin' often, pass a blunt to pass the time
Ravens exhibit other behavior that suggests innate intelligence
I be high than a bitch, I be buying the shit and supplyin' the shit
And I'm trying the shit
Making sure if I give you a line, you won't curl up and die in this bitch
Agh
And if you ain't likin' the price, go and find you a better one
But whatever you find, bet it ain't good as mine
Now you sittin' on reggie, not sellin' nothin'
It's hard to outsmart a raven
Like, why do I feel victimized
This shit 'posed to be fun
They are, after all, very brainy birds
I'm an addict right down to the bone, love cocaine, weed and guns
One more line after that, put down the straw promise I'm done
But I end up breakin' down mo til it's no more
No self control when it's in front of me
Prejudice replaced the age old awareness of their intelligence
From now on, they were considered birds of death
And it was thought, that they were in league, with the Devil
I just put a whole blizzard up into my nose
Hit a line 'bout as big as a totem pole
(Raven's flying)
I just put me a scope and stock on the chop
He ran up on me wrong, told him slow your roll (Raven's watching)
I ain't never condoned showin' out with the pole
Not unless I was really gon' blow that hoe (What's going on here)
But sure enough though, if I hit me a line
Then I'm probably gon' fuck around show that hoe
More savvy than many mammals
Steady chewin' on my cheeks
If I spit, that shit gon' be bloody
Engine in my head and it's reving
Let's get some money (The cause of evil itself)
Beggin' for a line, I might do it long as she suck me
Seven hits of acid, I feel lovely
When I be sober, I go dummy, need a thrill
I did three grams in a hour, safe to say I need to chill
Sippin' lean just 'cause it go good with the pills
In my jeans a loaded banger, touch my drugs and you get killed
They understand the connections and relationships between things
And act accordingly
I can't let go of the K, I'm talkin' 'bout that Ketamine
I can't let up on no snake and anything I said, I mean
Ignorant as shit, narcotics got the best of me
I'm finna tear up everything and ain't gon' be no second scene
So, it was very suggestive that the bird knew what it was doing

Written by:
Sam Jernigan

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