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acid rain
put your tongue out now that's a bad acid trip
get a grip
my skin melting, stripping
i can see my bones showing
eyes open
forget the pain, i'm just tryna stay sane
where's my mary jane
fill the smoke chamber
pipes, bongs, lighters, papers

ain't fucking with these racist filos hating on their brothers
i'll shove this imaginary dick on your throat like your last supper
visionary, imma shoot a canon up your ass you better take it like you're carrey
i'll bash your head on the gutter bring you six feet under
spit some flames on yo face till you turn to ashes

time passes by
my vision getting hazy i need glasses
i'm losin my peak i think i'm crashing
i'm still laughing as we speak
but my physique gettin hella weak

eyes closing, heavy breathing
heart beating but it's bleeding
witching hour
my body withering like flowers
white shoes muddy
don't ask for rari with kawazaki money

i'm fucking broke but i got the cash flow
ain't talking bout the dough when i say i'm broke
i mean i'm dry all outta smoke
all outta coke
yellow taxi driver crappy
god left me unhappy
life's a joke
wipe that cocaine residue
if you promise better follow through
i'm seeing the same shit- deja vu

body sweaty, getting naughty when i'm with zaddy
meet you in the lobby
ain't from the illuminati
pop a johnny and a molly just to mess with my body
kill me with a forty so i see my mommy

i need trees
smoke reefer
maybe see things clearer when i'm faded
you see, home is just a state of mind i live in
i been givin so much
but i never take in shit
gettin lit
hear my sad spit

rats talking shit when they mingle
fuck i'm crashing loud like a cymbal
never gon get played
ace of spades
gamblin cause i ain't afraid
catch my fade
take you out with one hit
you gon fly out of orbit

acid rain
put your tongue out now that's a bad acid trip
get a grip
my skin melting, stripping
i can see my bones showing
eyes open
forget the pain, i'm just tryna stay sane
where's my mary jane
fill the smoke chamber
pipes, bongs, lighters, papers

motherfuckers ravin y'all a bunch of faggots
bitches, cunts, blunts, good girl with bad habbits
one day your cadaver gon be filled with maggots, faggots

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from πŸ’€πŸƒ, released February 19, 2017

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