it's the big bluntsmoker purple skunk toker feed this beat gas like a motor she been a doper ever since I first scoped her be a borrowed car yoker just to provoce her held the air threw the thought cure known to choker her that's my bitch I broke her playing hoes like poker unless she keep it kosher then the way I be a doser got us going threw trees like the breez in a orchard these innercity streets offer up slow torcher if your unable to duck the law inforcer in under bucket or on foot like a soldier then your headed to were they hold yah scold yah chicken wing and fold ya gutter roller tipe of bowler not trippen on the score your numbered in as long as I don't hit any pens is how I'm about to win then again I'm supposed to continue to contened with laws I can't comprehend on the spin with a grin looking thin feeling like grim reaper I am him bring your life to an end execute a friend like Lenny in mice or men then talk to my mac intell we besties once again spind the remainder escapen a detainer shaken the badge and gun holding man like a hand or exploding soda can around corner passen a traffic jam and left em at a stand got back to oakland and it was never me that ran lost in a maze tabaco wrapped purple haze that gets blazed passed around were I stays got us looking like the A's on to the next faze get it in many ways pulling in some stray cant be the one that's simppen with your old lady who helps a shallow hoe that's shady in less she got my baby then I got her covered like its gravy all of a sudden my psychotic thoughts ain't crazy eather ore or get thrown from the boat swim to shore i'm a work on getting out this hole with this a pole bank role got my pockets swole but damn near cost my sole in a gamble on a roll ramblel run it in like randel staydown like sandals to keep it lit like burning candles getting grip like handels by going viking wit violant vandals see silence is a virtue break the ormartia and it's the only thing I have left on earth to do is hunt you down to hurt you quite night inurupted by gun fire to take your spirit left your body smelling so bad I can't even go near it in these times of no love the curb hug a thug feel his system wit drugs and pockets slugs for the 38 snub