Kamakazi Monks

[Verse 1: Da$H] I ain't really write no raps since of recently Been locked up in my fucking head like felons in the precinct Better than half of these nigga's favorites, fuck is decent bitch The only time we speaking when I'm tryna get the neck H'z in this motherfucker show respect Still can't figure why I'm right handed, I'm always going left And the only time I wanna see your face is when you catch a breath Young and ruthless, since a toddler been a nuisance And my sneakers they're the newest, no I'm lying they're the oldest I don't wear retros Space Jam soles the coldest, hold up I need to know the name of weed in this blunt You fucking scrub at doing drugs, a fucking dub ain't enough So I'm smoking on this blocka, listening to Flocka [?] the game, somebody call a doctor Every nigga out here swear that he toting a chopper Man I'm smacking these lil niggas just like I was they mama And you swear you puffing schama Well that's reggie in that dutch, I get my sour on the cuff Fast money made men, I ain't never roll with chumps These niggas partying at [?], I'm at Sway drunk as fuck You stuck in a sweatbox, I'm with white bitches doing bumps Inhale on that Charlie Sheen [?], HD Why your arm is green, you know I'm 'bout them bills be I'm living for the thrill, throw the set-up if you feel me [Verse 2: RetcH] H'z bitch, ain't nothing after Watching Family Guy [?], still a nigga laughing Yes, I'm high, I'm high, I'm NASA Screaming "free Cash" like it's faster Cause I only got my brothers in this world, I'm such a bastard Such a misfit, getting shoes, but I'm knowing [?] I spend most of my time trying different weed and bitches Got served the other day, you bitches trash, you smoking haze We ain't in the same lane, not even on the same page You's a bum, you's a dweeb, you's a nerd, you's a geek In a pair of seven J's, seven days you nigga's weak Like the weed in that poorly rolled dutchmaster blunt You in the crib cuddling, I'm in the telly smashing sluts With a cup full of Henny and this bitch twisting up Like the blunt in my hand, I completely forgot to puff Light it up, I'm soaring, Polo Ralph Lauren Every single day, bitch it never gets boring Blunt in my hand, getting stupid on the Westside Nah, I ain't riding in the best ride No, the shit a hoopty, [?] my shit gucci Who he? nutty from uptown, full of loopy 'Bout to take a slut in the cut, she was thinking movies Now she here giving me noggin, I'm rolling doobies Spitting shit you couldn't even fabricate Bitch you think I'm killing now, just wait until I graduate