Текст песни
I got this half pill in my pocket
In case I get faced with problems
All these blunts I'm facing problems
R.E.D. and Mango who gonna stop them
Pray for death, The only option
In the cellar, body's dropping
Ceremony spirit hopping
Rising up to the clouds
I'm violent
Like the fire on the island
I'm the ash atop the spire
Block the sun, Plague your lungs
Slash a hole in all your tires
Fuck your bitch, I got a little wet lip
For kicks
Take a lick
While I light another spliff
And get higher
Hold my breath while the wood in motion
My lighter dead
I burn brighter
Eight prophets
Say a snake ate knowledge
Eight comets
With the strength of Apophis
Accomplice to a crime atomic
Eight gods came with a nineth beyond it
Careful what you say
And be careful what you be thinking
If you think you're gonna sink
Well soon enough you'll be sinking
If you think you on the way
And the window has started shrinking
If you think you on the brink
And you'll find it's gone in a blink
Hallucinating
Burning my blunts, lacing
Sending bullets straight to the brain
And you know it's making your mind go insane
Man you know I'm spitting this gas just like propane
Man you know I might just crash off the cocaine
Damn
That's a hell of a night
You know I'm out here with my niggas
That's a hell of a ride
You know I'm out here
And we having good times thats a vibe
And we out here and we cruising
All fucking night
You know we out here in the bands
And we cruising all night
Alright
Damn
The crew be going crazy
While these bitches say they hate me