Neighbor
- Came from GOA to Bangalore,
- But what i found is a piece of shit neighbor.
- He gotta problem with me,
- Said you gotta leave the house before me.
- Said you always dope,
- I said i aint no pope.
- Fuck u neighbor,
- Next time you mess with me,
- I m gonna fuck your anatomy.
- I rolled a joint in front of him,
- And im sure i dont know how to swim,
- But that mother fucking weed,
- Got me to, if you know what i mean.
- Said he wanna smoke that shit,
- I gave him a fucking hit,
- the best hit of his miserable life,
- Introducing him to high life.
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