Fuck the CD bring-in 3D bling
I do the weed song with BB king
And Bizzy Bone, get dizzy blown
And phone Jeno, we heard the tone, but is he home
His genome, curse that when it fades becomes
Evasive once, kills ya twice and degrades ya lungs
Gotta rap for major funds in this age of guns
But do it to butter the words of Gods Son the sage of duns
Smokin weed with a floral design
Thinkin the group need a girl consigned
Before the world is mine, thorough enzyme, Im like a virus
Through the sands of time with pharoahs to hide papyrus
Off thinkin, north Lincoln High
Its just me, myself, the drink and I, thinkin high
One drop of visine and one pinkened eye

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