kodama
I don't really fuck with humans so why would I go to the club
I would rather smoke some dope and get lost in my thoughts like monks
I don't really fuck with love, because these hoes only love drugs
Only love getting drunk, I'll just smoke weed until I'm numb
All you rappers fucking lame
All your shit it sounds the same
I'm Ashitaka with this shit
Demon blood run through my veins
You on some shit that get you paid
But there's nothing in what you say
I don't ever want no fame
Just a lil cash to do my thing
I don't give a fuck who you is, if you dissin
You can get laid down deep with the fishes
Never had a gun but the raps got a drum like chicken
Make a rap bitch go missing
Wrapping these blunts like Christmas
I could give a fuck about your linens
When your blood hit the ground it glisten
Anakin knock down foes with precision
Ambition I done lost
My mind is covered in frost
Fuck what your shit cost
Possessions, fuck them all
I'd rather chill in the forest
Ash my blunts on the motherfucking moss
I think my raps cold like Hoth
But when they hear my shit they say turn it off
I would rather smoke some dope and get lost in my thoughts like monks
I don't really fuck with love, because these hoes only love drugs
Only love getting drunk, I'll just smoke weed until I'm numb
All you rappers fucking lame
All your shit it sounds the same
I'm Ashitaka with this shit
Demon blood run through my veins
You on some shit that get you paid
But there's nothing in what you say
I don't ever want no fame
Just a lil cash to do my thing
I don't give a fuck who you is, if you dissin
You can get laid down deep with the fishes
Never had a gun but the raps got a drum like chicken
Make a rap bitch go missing
Wrapping these blunts like Christmas
I could give a fuck about your linens
When your blood hit the ground it glisten
Anakin knock down foes with precision
Ambition I done lost
My mind is covered in frost
Fuck what your shit cost
Possessions, fuck them all
I'd rather chill in the forest
Ash my blunts on the motherfucking moss
I think my raps cold like Hoth
But when they hear my shit they say turn it off
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Writer(s): Jacob Brouwer
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