I pick a row Not slink, and slow. I throw, and go Away from a people control.
Dont have a bank roll Methamphetomine me making tall give me fire fool Cannabis from my pocket bang tough
Slow down. Smooke sound. Like a bound. you finally found. fuck all of yours count, who stay on the ground it is not a hunt, but it is a haunt.
Faster than light. And we are no need to guide. To avoid the police, void all his fucking feast. Take it to defined, and now good to make it hide. Than use it straight inside, and you around a tide.
Hey master, fuck ballas. Fantastic, can thrall us. I smooking, like a Collos. Ain't to do, locomotion a TALOS.
Inject to your ear, inject to your brain I make to stay here, If you feeling no pain You can say as a shout, but no one to help. What are you minding about? and now you going to hell.