attack plan
Adam Henderson45 Plays
•09 Dec 2021
nose to the wind searching for a scent of opportunity if you think I'm going to lay down your griped in lunacy out here in the fuckin raw it's all I've ever known sanity granted to me by means of staying stoned since the way back when days of my youth always felt like there was something I had to prove couldn't sit still always on the move always exploring and searching for my groove always paying attention to anything and everyone the first cat down for some good ol felonious southern fun always there until the last toke was done I couldn't make it without my brothers and my mother that's truth that's keeping it 100 real and believe me it's been a hell of an ordeal slowing pacing through stupidity waist deep still mobbing creaping not marauding trying to help when I can couldn't make it without my shan part of the master plan damn listen up now time to pay attention time to stand fuck apprehension my words flowing out a premonition of notable mention retention my words ment as solid to stay when I'm on the mic it ain't recess ain't trying to play might be a tad fuzzy from the hay achachay from cats disposition in play talking today yesterday and most likely tomorrow too much to tote encumbrance of cargo my words are truth self professed to be wise ment to hypnotize and finalize I'm not a magic 8 ball just lived lots of life in the raw trying to reshape negative into positive mirror image ass backwards of punitive
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nose to the wind searching for a scent of opportunity if you think I'm going to lay down your griped in lunacy out here in the fuckin raw it's all I've ever known sanity granted to me by means of staying stoned since the way back when days of my youth always felt like there was something I had to prove couldn't sit still always on the move always exploring and searching for my groove always paying attention to anything and everyone the first cat down for some good ol felonious southern fun always there until the last toke was done I couldn't make it without my brothers and my mother that's truth that's keeping it 100 real and believe me it's been a hell of an ordeal slowing pacing through stupidity waist deep still mobbing creaping not marauding trying to help when I can couldn't make it without my shan part of the master plan damn listen up now time to pay attention time to stand fuck apprehension my words flowing out a premonition of notable mention retention my words ment as solid to stay when I'm on the mic it ain't recess ain't trying to play might be a tad fuzzy from the hay achachay from cats disposition in play talking today yesterday and most likely tomorrow too much to tote encumbrance of cargo my words are truth self professed to be wise ment to hypnotize and finalize I'm not a magic 8 ball just lived lots of life in the raw trying to reshape negative into positive mirror image ass backwards of punitive
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