SMOKER'S CIRCLE
Walking past train tracks
I rain tracks
On those whose brain lacks
Intellect
I call them fools
My brain taps
Into stage three raps
I use my mental tools
To avoid relapse
Been there done that
I'm above them dudes
The life cruisers
My foundation is back
I'm still a user
The marijuana abuser
The stiles park legend
Got arrested for seven
Ascended
Once I got in that cell
Something like a reverend
I preach what it's like to visit hell
I paid all expenses
All nine circles
And I had a convo with Virgil
He guided me through the obstacles
And told me life was good just prepare for the purge tho
Cause it's coming
This was Evan's Inferno
I've seen glutton
It ain't nothing to fuck with
But heresy
Showed me how to get through life successfully
Fuck your opinion
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Lets gets specific
The trees burn
Taste blaze consistent
That pack a punch
Choke hold shit hit different
Don't leave around ya leafs woe
Cause things go missin'
I'm bouta buy a green house
And get so distant
It's still the C.O.A.S.T.
Until my angels turn ghosts
Check the roster its mobsters
Ain't no one less than to a goat
I swear you pussies would tell
Than blame ya own fingernail
Locked in with steady hands
Many plans been all up for taking man
I'm shaking them for dollas
And the loot that they got savings in them
I'm halogen radioactive
Can't be around my kin
Sounds produced by brotha stan
He really off his vitamins
Type of shit that bite ya tooth off
And get ya writing in
It's fuck the world I've never blueballed
I swing a midas pen
Crusader's worldwide
The troops coming war size
They crew come with tour guides
I shoot through the door - right
Knock knock like ya last joke
Put pressure on em
Till the coal burn to cash flow
Now that's smoke
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Era La Zeta
Right in your sector
Numero Dios
No ay un fecha
Hand me the scepter
Yeah I'm the boss
Kept my napkin tucked in
But I still be eating with them hands
Steady round the table
Passing fresh produce right off the strand
They can't hear me though
Let me raise a toast
Clear My Throat
Bitches talking out the side of their neck
Cause they throat goats
Funny when you make them waves
They forget like who's driving
Had the boat getting rocked
Back and forth who still riding
Fuck if you ain't vibing
Pressure gone turn to Diamonds
Come to me sounding like a rain check
It's bad timing
All my dogs be off of the chain
We rot-wylin
Straight up out the pound
Brick had the weight scale spiraling
Yeah you can't fuck up my high
Cuz I'm in the sky
Yeah I'm way too flyin
I got blood in these eyes
The endless supply
Yeah we take it higher
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Pass me the light
So I can smoke a circle around the mic
Got my wolves wit me
And we runnin thangs through the knights
The flows I spit are deadlier
Than COVID runnin shit
In fact I'll end an MC tryin to talk that cap
There ain't no lids
That can contain
Music About A Real Soul
Got my brim low
Feelin like a damn goat
You ain't know how it go
When you around real G's
Mo' C.R.E.A.M. less stress
Heavy Marz barz out the L.V.
You can't tell me a damn thing
Bout that damn tree
Like we ain't sellin Apple bags
And plotting apple seeds
In yo hood 'laxed ridin
Flipped a few packs climbin'
To the top dawg fightin
Till the last hit vibin'
Ringin in yo ears
That's until you disappear slow
In fact I kick this so slick
If I didn't, why you here bro?
Fuckin wit these flows
Like it's an O of some loud smoke
Cuz my gang is stacked up
Like the Lake Show fo 'sho
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
I rain tracks
On those whose brain lacks
Intellect
I call them fools
My brain taps
Into stage three raps
I use my mental tools
To avoid relapse
Been there done that
I'm above them dudes
The life cruisers
My foundation is back
I'm still a user
The marijuana abuser
The stiles park legend
Got arrested for seven
Ascended
Once I got in that cell
Something like a reverend
I preach what it's like to visit hell
I paid all expenses
All nine circles
And I had a convo with Virgil
He guided me through the obstacles
And told me life was good just prepare for the purge tho
Cause it's coming
This was Evan's Inferno
I've seen glutton
It ain't nothing to fuck with
But heresy
Showed me how to get through life successfully
Fuck your opinion
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Lets gets specific
The trees burn
Taste blaze consistent
That pack a punch
Choke hold shit hit different
Don't leave around ya leafs woe
Cause things go missin'
I'm bouta buy a green house
And get so distant
It's still the C.O.A.S.T.
Until my angels turn ghosts
Check the roster its mobsters
Ain't no one less than to a goat
I swear you pussies would tell
Than blame ya own fingernail
Locked in with steady hands
Many plans been all up for taking man
I'm shaking them for dollas
And the loot that they got savings in them
I'm halogen radioactive
Can't be around my kin
Sounds produced by brotha stan
He really off his vitamins
Type of shit that bite ya tooth off
And get ya writing in
It's fuck the world I've never blueballed
I swing a midas pen
Crusader's worldwide
The troops coming war size
They crew come with tour guides
I shoot through the door - right
Knock knock like ya last joke
Put pressure on em
Till the coal burn to cash flow
Now that's smoke
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Era La Zeta
Right in your sector
Numero Dios
No ay un fecha
Hand me the scepter
Yeah I'm the boss
Kept my napkin tucked in
But I still be eating with them hands
Steady round the table
Passing fresh produce right off the strand
They can't hear me though
Let me raise a toast
Clear My Throat
Bitches talking out the side of their neck
Cause they throat goats
Funny when you make them waves
They forget like who's driving
Had the boat getting rocked
Back and forth who still riding
Fuck if you ain't vibing
Pressure gone turn to Diamonds
Come to me sounding like a rain check
It's bad timing
All my dogs be off of the chain
We rot-wylin
Straight up out the pound
Brick had the weight scale spiraling
Yeah you can't fuck up my high
Cuz I'm in the sky
Yeah I'm way too flyin
I got blood in these eyes
The endless supply
Yeah we take it higher
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
Pass me the light
So I can smoke a circle around the mic
Got my wolves wit me
And we runnin thangs through the knights
The flows I spit are deadlier
Than COVID runnin shit
In fact I'll end an MC tryin to talk that cap
There ain't no lids
That can contain
Music About A Real Soul
Got my brim low
Feelin like a damn goat
You ain't know how it go
When you around real G's
Mo' C.R.E.A.M. less stress
Heavy Marz barz out the L.V.
You can't tell me a damn thing
Bout that damn tree
Like we ain't sellin Apple bags
And plotting apple seeds
In yo hood 'laxed ridin
Flipped a few packs climbin'
To the top dawg fightin
Till the last hit vibin'
Ringin in yo ears
That's until you disappear slow
In fact I kick this so slick
If I didn't, why you here bro?
Fuckin wit these flows
Like it's an O of some loud smoke
Cuz my gang is stacked up
Like the Lake Show fo 'sho
Lemme give you a lil
Piece of advice
Why don't you shut the hell up
Hit the blunt
And pass the mic
It came from Lou so
You don't gotta think twice
Dadadadadada
Issa hell of a night
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