these rhymes are chronicle all lines bout sonic crackerz screaming holy fuckin logic then pitchfork try to blurt bout us i ballin out and rollin in this coffin in the room that's full dope and beats i'm rapping through the universe
smoke while i'm drowning in ya eyes i 've never tasted cannabis i'm liar liar like that dirty sliky fucking carry be they will never catch me
life changez like cards on table mix pussy ass niggaz and crackers who able to fuck ya mind in the same way shit changed but my rhymes never ever ever drop the weight
i dig ya bitch hole,panda,like ama diggidy digger fuck ya style son i'm rapping and ripping
Are you gonna talkin' shit 'bout me? ok,anyone? U scared of me i'm eatin' mcs like a fuckin' cannibal. my style is full metal like that shitty jacket you said you fuck it off but all we know u 'bout jacking it
I smoke a lot and i'm gonna smoke more So ain't burnin' my life handz just burn babylon i don't know if valkyrie would take my soul soles of trainers would scream cause i'm gone