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NICE, NICE
I KEEP IT BASS
I KEEP IT SPACE
I KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT
I KEEP IT THRICE
YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT SPACE
SEE IT NA I

SMOKING ON THIS HAITIAN'S GOT ME SEEING CONSTELLATIONS,
SO FOR NOW I'm NOT AVAILABLE FOR CONVERSATION
I'LL HIT YOU BACK IN DUE COURSE IF YOU PATIENT
AS SOON AS I RETURN FROM MY SPACE EXPLORATION,
I'm PUFFIN' ON THIS HERB' LIKE IT'S NEAR IT'S EXPIRATION,
THE SMOKE SO THICK YOU NEED A SAT NAVIGATION
JUST TO GET TO THE BACK FOR THE FOOD AND BEAR CASES,
TALKING SO BRASEN LIKE WE'RE TRYING TO CATCH BRAZES,
CANINE AND TINTS GOT A NIGGA STAR GAZING
CAME TRUE THIS DEEP DANK DAT WE'RE BLAZING
THEY SAY IT'S FROM DAM AND IT'S SO DAMN AMAZING
A SUPER LENG WILL MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU BEEN LACING, OR CHASING
I'm IN THE ENTERPRISE WITH MASON
NIGGAS STRAPPING UP LIKE WE ABOUT TO GO RACING
JUST GOT THE BLUES AND IT'S A LITTLE FRESH TASTING
SHIT STILL WET LIKE WE WASHED IT IN THE BASEMENT
I'm WASTED

NICE
I KEEP IT BASS
I KEEP IT SPACE
I KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT
I KEEP IT THRICE
YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT SPACE
SEE IT IN MY

EXQUISITE ECSTASY BUILDS,
GOT ME TALKING EXCREMENT AND EXPRESSING HOW I FEEL
THE BUZZ IS EXCELLENT, THEY SAY THAT SEX IS UNREAL
ECLECTING THESE PINK ROLEX'S WRESTLE MY REFLEX'S
STEPPING OUT THE LEXUS RX WITH HIS EX'S
X AMOUNT OF X AND CIGARETTES IN HIS WESTWOODS
HEADS A MESS, TOO MUCH CHEMICALS INGESTING
SHIT FLYING ROUND THE ROOM LIKE IT WAS INCEPTION
WORLD SO PERPLEXING, TOO MUCH BRUDDAS SPEND TOO MUCH TIME FLEXIN'
FUCK ALL THAT GEEZ ROUND HERE WE ON A NEXT TING
DEXEDRINE AND ZES YES IT'S SPACE LIKE THE JECKSONS
THIS IS FUCKING BACK GOT ME STEPPING LIKE HESTON
COMPLIMENTS TO THE CHEF IT MUST HAVE BEEN HESTON
BOUND TO MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN WITHOUT ANY QUESTION
WHAT YOU SEE HERE WELL THAT'S A SERVING SUGGESTION

NICE
I KEEP IT BASS
I KEEP IT SPACE
I KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT
I KEEP IT THRICE
YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE
I KEEP IT SPACE
SEE IT IN MY

NASA, NAS, THRICE OFF MY FACE
CANT LOOK PASS
CANT LOOK THORUGH
BUT I SEE
YEAH
THROUGH THAT CLOUD OF SMOKE
NIGGA, THORUGH THAT CLOUD OF, UGH UGH
CLOUD OF ETAL
IN OUT INHALE
AND I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL
PUT THIS IN MY MIND
STRAIGHT OFF THE DOOR
THIS IS MY
MOTHERFUCKING, A CLASS NINE
I'LL COME TO YOUR HOME
RUN INTO YOUR DOOR
WITH MY RHYME
NASA LI
NASA