Thicknotized (Sniffing Stories)

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Like my dog they follow sniffing stories
A brick to get a fix
Yeah, they'd probably stiff him for these
Riff to get a spliff in the crib when they sipping 40s
Gripping at the dick when they go ahead and lick the 45
Blood scent, dripping till he dies
Whipping in his eyes as he flies in to the sky
End of his trip but make ya sit and wonder why

Yeah like my dog the on and on
They go to find the sniffing story
Newspapers headlines
Read the print, deadlines
But eyes come alive
When they see another dead guy
Who died hitting redline
Swelling in the head size
Melon he's a felon with the "L" and now the red eyes
Riding with his head high
Flew pass the red light
Didn't see ahead until he sped into the headlights

So what's the price of his life?
About the price of cable or the NY times
And now that guys enabled
They wanna end in rides
But really that's a fable of the trending times
Try get ends by rhymes
They gonna end by mines

Yeah like my dog on a jog
He gonna sniff a story
Like from a bench
He smell a guy with a inventory
Of lube and sex devices
Playing with them dices
Claim he was a pastor but the bastard got some vices
Likes wearing ices
Fair and want the nicest
Seeing all men that pray in church as just some mices
But when it comes to mice and men
The reverend that ascends
Is one that acknowledges
and not indulge with in his sin
But my unfortunately my dog overall can not say that
For the smell of blood and liquor
Make ya think of Castlevania

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Like my dog she got me stiff and horny
A whiff or a sniff of the fumes got me riffing corny
Sitting thinking if I were to shift could I get her story
Like what's alluring me in her eyes when she sitting mourning
At times I be tripping for the vine of life is pretty thorny
A rose in the hood, well, lemme stop yo I'm getting corny
All I really know is your vibe's real appealing
You might feel them high heels is why I want to feel these feelings
But really it's the hint that I can see revealing skin as well as the brain within
Resolve the tension and begin
And whoever you thinking about to hell with him
To hell with it
Your bod is too scandalous
To not be welcomed in my crib
As for my story
Remember seeing you in the library
Reading hella text like you were blessed with the binary
Code inside your glasses
Like you were Cookie Simon
Bet I want declassified your cookie and your hymen
But what you were eying was of interest to me
A text of paradigm shift in the next century
Way less stereotypical than a typical magazine
I wonder if staring at that ass would make you made at me
Or would you see me coming and just glad to be
Happy I'd partaken as I take you off with me
Push your butt to guide you forward
Could you let it slide and look the away

Baby you got me thicknotized