Warrior

[Verse One: Danimal Lector] I'mma smoke weed 'til I'm in a coma, cause see, I'm never sober And we ain't even close to the same, you're a fucking loner But hey, I'm just a stoner Rum and soda Mix it up, I got some coke, not the Cola The show ain't never over I'm a soldier, not really, but I got a rifle to prove it License to kill, and I'm liable to use it What are you, high or stupid? Who thinks their better than me? Speak up now Bet the room gets real quiet, not a sound Take a seat, cause I'm just learning to heat up now I ain't from Jersey, but I'll beat the fucking beat up, ow My teams like, blaow, we're the NBA's heat right now Webby's Lebron, Gallos Bosh, I'm Wade, I mean like, wow I feel like a king, no need to bow Chilling inside this reefer cloud You're bitch made, get filleted with a switch blade, I'll bleed you out Give this pussy a real reason to shout Because I'm crazy like Jay-Z, beyond a reasonable doubt So let's keep on keepin' on, smoking like Cheech and Chong Speaking wrong, slurring words, talking like my teeth are gone Rolling an L, keeping a bong Me? I'm just breezing along Daniel Alan pro-quo, diesel dick, you needle dong I'm a beast, and the lab is my habitat Got that government green, without the cataracts Beating me at anything? Huh, that's a task And if I die today at least I know I had a blast My life's like a movie, see it's action-packed Yours is computer generated with a crappy cast I'm the shit, you're just passing gas Lyrically, I'mma tap dat ass You ain't nothing and never will be, it's actually sad I'm a warrior, a living euphoria Here's a the story of an 80's baby born around hurricane Gloria I'mma psycho, cyclone, Waka Flaka side show Dr. Feel Good, but I'm no doctor, what do I know? A rhino, my dick is like your thigh bone Hitting the piff in my zone Mind blown, holy fuck man I'm stoned I need a little help, let me see your iPhone I'm on my way to outer space, just trying to find home Like E.T, minus the Speak 'N Spell Reeking like I puffed a pound this week And well I did, and see I'm feeling swell I'm all that like Keenan and Kel It's easy to tell I'm a maniac, see ya in hell Who's coming with me? It's about to get a little bit ugly I'm a criminal, dummy, listen throw me in prison I'm nutty, literally buddy My pimpin's lovely, sticky as honey Got me on the moon chilling with Cudi My brain is silly putty Fuck bitches, get money Been there, done that I'm young and dumb, gun strapped, tucked inside, this gun's capped I'm leaning like a hunchback, but fuck that I'll cut off your nutsack with a spinning hubcap And glue them in your buttcrack