give me another toke homie
and we marchin on them quickly to the south pole
so what they wanna do with us? uh
finna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha
crush they numbers daddies eyes can see
he ever need me i'm there verily
or the child shall lead to mommy
daddy love me i'm chillin
bless the world if it's possible
god almighty the creator of all lightning
i'm feelin the brain waves rattlin
i'll clear this bitch out
shut the fuck up out of they pencil walls and then shake that dust
now they got me in cuffs - one love
deep in the mind where they question me
what do you want to know?
but i heard that legend tellin me take it slow
within the body this is a blessin
better get rid of whatever you need
you better go get it remember to plant that seed
while i'm dead holdin the microphone
clearly i get that jealousy somehow i just don't fear it
i blame nothin and it's surrounded
we're surrounded and trapped
come up off that bullshit
in the battlefield the shit like that
baby we serious and i'm not curious
you tell 'em to watch that
ideologies remember scientologies
we are the soldiers in the rucket rough
runnin from the spiritual po-po
don't act like you don't know though cause i don't know either
so y'all relax and take a breather
we gotta find somewhere to leave for our souls
i call up my uncle let me cop some fuckin mary jane
we been out here grindin steadily climbin each and every day
fucker don't test us come and arrest us
feelin me with the spirit
fight you back like i was anime
quick to have a baby sick as fuck and jump right on the stage
comin up out that limo pockets swollen payin attention to everything i say
open up my mind with a prayer
as i worship the lord jesus
burnin up i'm feelin scorned
it's gettin warm i'm tellin 'em turn it up
burnin up i'm feelin scorned
it's gettin warm i'm tellin 'em turn it up