Dreamer

smoking the lettuce I'm higher than Purpellas overbeing. Overzealous my eyes are hawkish glassy so glossy they looked polished Hangover flavor flow as I squeeze through the narrow door going farther than no man has gone this far before Im on Beast mode blood type thc man on the beat. mercys for the weak. so Nothing for me. Cause life is ruthless . and Yes, I do this. Foot on the gas mine on the cash. you blink you miss I slide thru the trap Gotta have my mind right with the divine. Rhymes inked in dime street light im here to eat, believe it's feast time. I'm here to remind as I spit my lyrics. Pass me the swish. I got the key to split it cream with a crop cream of the pickin Doing big thangs so big you can't miss it. in my habitat lies be habitual ignite da ganja like ritual black shadow slipping past my peripherals, they want smoke. My flow highly optimal. Lines twist like an optimo so get fully cooked. Get it understood. Your boys never shook played the fool. But I already knew life goes too soon. then your gone in the stands with the angelic view. I used to be a dreamer but now I'm woke. I used to always wonder but now I know Saying I ant active. Im about that action. tracers as I pass. Ace up my sleeve to feed. The monkey on my back man is down bad . He needs to have it. Turn your back to take advantage. I'm the captain. No, cappin boss dropiń like Ashes . I'm trying to cash in come and crashing cutting for that gutty money. What you want from me off the table under the door you don't want to know who behind it, though. Who been behind the fake cloud and the smoke so pray or just hope like Heisenberg Will come knocking at your door so work on your art. Or get the dough. Don't want to be a Simpson like do-oh allowed to be human. Feel my motion, make choices with emotion make choices with no recollect of good and bad. like given another chance I try to tell you this in the form highly magnificent articulate. Be a generator I'll bring the gas key to rap always have a second plan they can try to copy you but can't copy my past they will never be me they don't see me big oil rigs laugh as kids starve across the land I'm already knowing no one gives a damn That's why I say clap at least back . Think to yourself and say what would you do on your last day , get around me with the cross bones and snakes . These days actors pranksters aint no factors. I bring stars down with my bars Speak my mind, I try to make you think, but if only from the well of knowledge would you drink and maybe start to think and stop comprasanating that we were built for war or not to think when we star to believe the next step is crucial But truth not a crucible no lies telling you the truth somehow given the world most just care about themselves No, code inbetween my lines with enough info said to escape into the night without too much being said. I aint trying to be tough, but you gotta know when it's said and done Hit me hit me with the real.Not coded hyroglyphcs it's apocalyptic and this is just the beginning