EARTH

[ADLIB] See you can spot me in the lab 5 days of the week The other 2 I'm on the ave couple ounces of weed Cus I'mma need to get these CDs pressed and it ain't free So I stay scheming like I was drake to make green Now just think about the fun that ive made of the mainstream So when I blow up you're all gonna say that I'm fake, please I'm a straight beast, with 18 years up on this Earth and I may be The person who worded this shit first But I'm certain that the wack is gon be kicked to the curb in 2013 And that's first things first call it the take over My mind state stays colder, I'm laughing at the game Cus I ain't never played sober The general Tellin you dudes that I'm Way bolder Running over all these fake soldiers in a range rover It's game over the buzzer has rung and rang over Through the echoes of the distances Detrimental shit I put an end to the significance Of evidence convincing us existent is omnificent So Fuck it, I get belligerent every dominicus A simpleton thats intricate a citizen thats vigilant a Nice guy and I'm quite high in the midst of this Indifferent but deliberate, consistent but who gives a shit Misinterpret every word I've writtin' if you're like that But I swear its the truth, nothin but, now where's the light at? Cus the buds rolled and the suds flow when I might crack A six pack to kick back for the motherfucking night Rap kickin off the dome I'm eatin rappers like a light snack And I don't need no chrome I got it locked like a bike rack Not what you thought was on top of my spice rack Hot with a slight dab of that, where's the mic at? stop like a red light Or run it you could fight back, fuck it, I'm puffin several dozen grams of piff Runnin shit, bustin quick, come and get me if you wish nothin big Just a couple kids that's nasty with the spit Adlib shouts to Bas capone homie what it is Rockin shows gotta go vomminose in this bitch [Silence] But I'm right back Findin beats to kill tonight a wack rappers cryptonite, the back packin' hippe type A mad passionate addict just tryin to live my life, the iller type Gettin' hype like christmas right? I kill the mic like con Murray's prescriptions Tight shit, you might not get till you heard it later I rap for the love never even heard of haters And the fact is these people are shocked by perfect nature When I'm kicked back relaxed inhaling herbal vapor The fans got the taste and they yern for that certain flavor So I rap with my back to the game still earning paper [Sample] Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators