One Peace & Sagan Petr Smith - THEM THANGS (feat. AC Crenshaw)

Fish scale make a bitty fishtail take this rail straight to the brain
You looking slim no thick now snorted all ya curves down the drain
Givin up the booty just to fill ya nose ring
Feel no guilt when Ya hear the phone ring
Poison yourself scrape pockets for change
Sheep led a lions to grass in the range
Treason transpiring don't try the lion king
I lay the pipe the best no bias
She only been fuckin' with frat boys from the highlands
Baby stay away from all them alpha betas
You fuckin witta with a godly call me omega
Get up off yo knees you can say yo prayers later
Got a bottle squeezed lemme study yo behavior
Ay hun think you drank you too much
Off that liquid courage start to say too much
Night's about done so ya aim is drugs
Go ahead and spend that whole 80 bucks
But you're too fucked up to tell difference
Between cocaine and some pills all crushed
So what the fuck you really payin' for?
Rest in peace to my homies off that fetynal
Dana already did it shred in heaven my dawg
Only can celebrate yo image never memories lost
Promise if you cut my prescription then yo head gone get lopped
Throw the rest in the swamp bunch of dirty bottom feeders
Catfished enticed by the prices leeches
Get the whole zip for might fine fee it's
No need for names
You ain't gon' know where this grow
Ain't gon' know where they cookin' these thangs
Do not whip dope I just middle man the flame
Can't tell you where my chemist stay
Need a concoction to go
Spreading Lucy on the pape
350 a sheet get you a strip for 80
One tab is meltin' ya face
Uh
How the fuck did I end up like dis
Seeing nothin' but colors some hella bright shit
Fire burning better smother before they set em right kids
Throw em in the dungeon ball and chain cuttin' my wrists
How the fuck did it end up like this
Caught me up another slippage this a slippery slope
Sloppy ass pigs got ya dawg headlocked on the floor
Slobber spit you fuckin hogs bitch gargle and choke
Suck my dick lick knob fuck a cop on patrol
Fuck with clique get robbed crime pays on parole
Flip over you pockets and if it sparkle hand it over
Matter fact I dig the jacket you gon' you run me that coat
No need for names
You ain't gon' know where this grow ain't gon' where we cooking these thangs
Do not whip dope
I just middle man the flame cant tell you where my chemist stay
Need a concoction to go
You ain't gon' know where this grow
Ain't gon' know where we cooking theses thangs
Do not whip dope
I just middleman to flame need a concoction to go
I feed my brain
With that lucy
Won't let her corrupt me
I let her seduce me
I wonder if I really chosen
Or choosing
Is this simulation?
Or that's a delusion
Oh life is confusing
They lie and they use us
I'm lost in my mind
But I'm sane
Cause I knew it
I know it, I'm stoic
I don't see opponents
I look in the mirror
And promise to own it
I'm lit and devoted, I'm lifted I'm loaded
I'm deep in cup again
Thinking bout loving and lust again
Thinking heartbreak, and the murder rate
My head on a swivel, my eyes on my vertebrae
Fuck what you talking, cause we like to see
So show what you feeling
And follow ya speech
Stay calm under pressure, and bathe in the heat
I don't want the beef
You know I don't eat meat
I'm a loner I'm geek
I'm like Urkle and Screech
Ima teach if you reach
Ima poet I'm preaching the truth
When I speak
I'm the leader you seek
Follow me
I been golden
I know it
I show it
I own it
It's next to my heart on my sleeve
I want the power respect and the cheese
We need that power, respect and the cheese
Please.

Written by:
Joshua McClellan

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