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Weed is fire


Im a drop this unique verse These sentences will be like the universe The lycrics will take you to Mars like your spending gold bars only to be blown away by the beats This song is sure to keep you in your seat But also with this word play The time spent will be slayed To find out how crazy it was You'll have to see what hash Ill be sprinkling on my weed Until I find another seed Only in the pounds I smoke I bet my bud will make you choke telling your friends I smoke the fire you can bet it will make them retire And never want to get as wrecked as like they we're on Mars This weed is fire It's like the hits are melting my lungs I can't believe I need to retire or I'll be in the hospital bed on life support With only a short breath to take To save my life from all the weed I took and baked In my kitchen even the walls were caked Only with my edible batter I'm cooking my with the mad hatter We concoction in the finest So that it nukes the bud taste You bet i make it look like copy and paste no food for thought these are all mine Your dam right these edibles are fine You"ll be Licking your lips trying to feel the mind boggling affected Of the great taste that you just took into effect For only one bite you"ll be in heaven But dam I just ate eleven Now I'm feeling like it's all ways seven when I was stuffing my face its like trying to jam money in my briefcase It's never to full it can hold it all you can bet I know how to ball When it's time to play All these bitchs are just saying hay The time I spent maken it Was only to be a hit With many different crews The creativity just screws Into your head on the first listen the beat will catch you on fire And sure to make you retire Or just plan old and out of style I'm just going to keep spitting until my name is Kyle the song will be a ledgend With my name that is Legendary When I spit the lycrics they were lava So hot like your Java Melt your mind like a nuke exposure You"ll have to rebuild with more composure To inshore you know the best I'll have to make this song a test to give you a fighting chance I can't even believe your mancalled you lance So let's get this staight you"ll need more people then eight To beat me in a rap Use words that are sticky like tree sap Just to be burned alive With my words that thrive To make me the best I just can't give it a rest The song keeps dropping I can tell you right now this shits popping like people reaching for stars And addicts looking for zan bars So high like a morphine shot This song will all ways be hot Until the radio kicks the bucket I probably won't say fuck it Im a drop another verse These sentences will be like the universe The lycrics will take you to Mars like your tripping on zan bars only to be blown away by the beats This song is sure to keep you in your seat But also with this word play The time spent will be slayed To find out how crazy it was You'll have to hear what hash Ill be sprinkling on my weed Until I find another seed Only in the pounds I smoke I bet my bud will make you choke telling your friends I smoke the fire you can bet it will make them retire And never want to get as wrecked as like they we're on Mars This weed is fire It's like the hits are melting my lungs I can't believe I need to retire or I'll be in the hospital bed on life support With only a short breath to take To save my life from all the weed I took and baked In my kitchen even the walls were caked Only with my edible batter I'm cooking my with the mad hatter We concoction in the finest So that it nukes the bud taste You bet i make it look like copy and paste no food for thought these are all mine Your dam right these edibles are fine You"ll be Licking your lips trying to feel the mind boggling affected Of the great taste that you just took into effect For only one bite you"ll be in heaven But dam I just ate eleven Now I'm feeling like it's all ways seven I'm only dropping bars so I can drive the perfect cars Only to be rapping these verses like I'm standing on the universe I live life faster than ac 1 thirty With your pops giving you the Birdy Only to find Grampa is smoking He took to big of a hit and was choking On The finest bud in town Hell even Gramma was down To roll as many blunts As grampa fucked cunts They started to grind the bud Like they we're finding the Distribution Hub So much weed packed in my wrap I swear you"ll think us smoking was a trap After the first hit I didn't hear a sigh Only I'm so fucking high Come out my homies mouth Just as I saw the blunts go south We quickly started rolling more Until we wanted s'mores Like fat kids at a camp fire You can just retire This shit won't be fair It will make you think of ripping out your hair Just to find out how word play Will be prefectly slayed I'll take it to the greatest extent When making this rap content It will take your life in my direction So you"ll have to find a new connection For the greatest herb around It smokes like it was plucked from the ground No seed in sight This shit looks super bright Your weed looks like cabbage I bet these lines will be Savage Can you even comprehend who to hire These lycrics will just make them retire From ever taken back in a intelligent way He'll just want to say Teach me how to spit the lava Like you sipping on that Java I respond you ready for a roast like your ma's cooking you toast The burn is like you looking at the sun These lines will only get more fun when your looking like ash I'll be rolling you up with my hash Like the fattest blunt I smoke I'll keep hitting it until I choke
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