Black and White (Interlude).
It's crazy how the world's filled with beauty like a rose
It's crazy how coal from a mine make a wrist froze
It crazy that my ancestors made the cotton on your clothes
And your predecessors hit me with the hose
Transpose everybody that appose and they gone fight like they supposed
Guess that's nature that's why there's lesbos
That's why there's weed to make the time slow
Can't trust nobody cuz piggas in plainclothes
But still life be slamming down like it's dominoes
I found the cutoff button and I wanna let em know
I found the cutoff button and I wanna let em know
(Ya know Life's been rough lately
But you know what I love about weed?
The more you smoke the higher you get
Alright alright alright!)
Dazed and confused, but I stay with moves
Feeling loose, who knew? My mellowed out feelings came through
But I might just blow like fuse, I'm tired of these old ass news
It feels like punching a bruise, it feels like punching a bruise
It feels like -I wanna go for a cruise, so lemme put on my shoes
Streets got color like a tattoo
In The v6 Honda that's used
Out the window, there's views of social cues
Between twos and crews, the few that had a few brews
And forgot their ps and qs, suddenly did I hear a "whoop whoop"?
Is that police coming to defuse or to punch a sucka bruise?
It's crazy how coal from a mine make a wrist froze
It crazy that my ancestors made the cotton on your clothes
And your predecessors hit me with the hose
Transpose everybody that appose and they gone fight like they supposed
Guess that's nature that's why there's lesbos
That's why there's weed to make the time slow
Can't trust nobody cuz piggas in plainclothes
But still life be slamming down like it's dominoes
I found the cutoff button and I wanna let em know
I found the cutoff button and I wanna let em know
(Ya know Life's been rough lately
But you know what I love about weed?
The more you smoke the higher you get
Alright alright alright!)
Dazed and confused, but I stay with moves
Feeling loose, who knew? My mellowed out feelings came through
But I might just blow like fuse, I'm tired of these old ass news
It feels like punching a bruise, it feels like punching a bruise
It feels like -I wanna go for a cruise, so lemme put on my shoes
Streets got color like a tattoo
In The v6 Honda that's used
Out the window, there's views of social cues
Between twos and crews, the few that had a few brews
And forgot their ps and qs, suddenly did I hear a "whoop whoop"?
Is that police coming to defuse or to punch a sucka bruise?
Credits
Writer(s): Leressa Hargrove
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