Smoke Mine

I'll behead a bitch like O-ren Ishii
Doing this shit want gold where my teeth be
I be where the beats be can't beat me
Bitch I ain't you friend my names not phoebe
Yo ho in yo home on my dick tryna eat me
Balls on her face like a bag filled with tea leaves
Stick it in her slit when I did she started screaming
Fuck here two times that's a repeat
Now she telling me that her vulva sore
Roll a blunt smoking on that Bulbasaur
Hattori Hanzo when I hold the sword
Never met nobody like hollow before
Hollow the lord
That settle the score turn a good girl into something so impure
Then leave in her the room like a la morte
On the type of drugs that make your thoughts distorted

Bitch you're not important
All of my shit imported
I sit alone in forests
Speaking to unknown voices
Singing a broken chorus
Then ride off on burning horses
Bringing lightning like a storm is
Seems that my temper the shortest

I will be leaving everybody bleeding
It seems everything is just not what it's seeming
My team be scheming
And we take what we needing
And needing everything we seeing
Completing the things that we've been prophecying
Policing police because bullets releasing and
Innocent people receiving the beating
The sharks always feeding they be the ones leading



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Swinson
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