How It Began
Yo
Ironically, soon as I stop burning blunts
All my ops turn to Runtz
Block is hot, burning up
Volume, gotta turn it up
We're taking shots, they're saying words and stuff
But letting that shit burden us is absurd as fuck
I smoke 'till it's overkill
This ain't regular weed, when I leave, I leave an odor still
Scrape the plate like I scrape roadkill off the Range Rover grill
You pouring oil, avoid a motor spill
Beware of the arachnid, the racks in the middle
They set traps, make diss tracks
But I'm hard to distract even a little
These boys wack, this a total mismatch
That should offend you
Don't get your shit pushed back, get back, get your pistol
My habitat's instrumentals
You know what they say 'bout any weapon formed against you
I'd have to strenuously disagree with that, I've got a clip full
Poppin' out the Stag, that level 3 vest won't do shit, dude
It won't protect you unless it's military grade
You're still stuck in your preliminary phase
You're pussy, now you're real tough
Just 'cause your envy turned to rage
I'll prolly never do a show, but if I do
I'm bringing semis on the stage
They wont never get me, not no way
They might not live to see the day
They've got you wearing masks
Now they wear the mask of deception
And people actin' like people's actions lack in intentions
Intentions exist to deceive
Cognitive dissonance, you can't believe, I know
Don't get filled with hollows
Sever your Achilles, I-kill-these motherfuckers
With a flick of the wrist
She kissing my dick, I'm flicking my Bic
While I sit in the Saab and ponder
Wander around
Puffing ganja, ducking karma
No calming me down
Palmas get gutted and grabba gets steamed
I say what I gotta, don't want a sixteen
Who want a problem with me
Who want a problem with me
Who want a problem
Yeah
We laugh at tension, we're undivided
No half-assed stepping, we come in silence
Don't run from violence if you started war
It's still fuck your thoughts, what the fuck you thought
Mask off, but they think they see me
Sad songs, names sprayed in graffiti
It's gonna be mad long before they R.I.P me
You only see me on the TV
I don't know how it'll end
As long as I remember how it began
Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head
Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again
I don't know how it'll end
As long as I remember how it began
Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head
Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again
Ironically, soon as I stop burning blunts
All my ops turn to Runtz
Block is hot, burning up
Volume, gotta turn it up
We're taking shots, they're saying words and stuff
But letting that shit burden us is absurd as fuck
I smoke 'till it's overkill
This ain't regular weed, when I leave, I leave an odor still
Scrape the plate like I scrape roadkill off the Range Rover grill
You pouring oil, avoid a motor spill
Beware of the arachnid, the racks in the middle
They set traps, make diss tracks
But I'm hard to distract even a little
These boys wack, this a total mismatch
That should offend you
Don't get your shit pushed back, get back, get your pistol
My habitat's instrumentals
You know what they say 'bout any weapon formed against you
I'd have to strenuously disagree with that, I've got a clip full
Poppin' out the Stag, that level 3 vest won't do shit, dude
It won't protect you unless it's military grade
You're still stuck in your preliminary phase
You're pussy, now you're real tough
Just 'cause your envy turned to rage
I'll prolly never do a show, but if I do
I'm bringing semis on the stage
They wont never get me, not no way
They might not live to see the day
They've got you wearing masks
Now they wear the mask of deception
And people actin' like people's actions lack in intentions
Intentions exist to deceive
Cognitive dissonance, you can't believe, I know
Don't get filled with hollows
Sever your Achilles, I-kill-these motherfuckers
With a flick of the wrist
She kissing my dick, I'm flicking my Bic
While I sit in the Saab and ponder
Wander around
Puffing ganja, ducking karma
No calming me down
Palmas get gutted and grabba gets steamed
I say what I gotta, don't want a sixteen
Who want a problem with me
Who want a problem with me
Who want a problem
Yeah
We laugh at tension, we're undivided
No half-assed stepping, we come in silence
Don't run from violence if you started war
It's still fuck your thoughts, what the fuck you thought
Mask off, but they think they see me
Sad songs, names sprayed in graffiti
It's gonna be mad long before they R.I.P me
You only see me on the TV
I don't know how it'll end
As long as I remember how it began
Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head
Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again
I don't know how it'll end
As long as I remember how it began
Time on the wrist, look what it did to my head
Now I'm inspired, guess it's time to influence again
Credits
Writer(s): Skip Dover
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