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Дата випуску: 23.09.2013
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
Another Galaxy |
I’m lifted drifting in clouds I created |
In a world full of sadiddy I’m sedated |
Faded |
But not barbershop related |
More like a jumpshot leaned back and made it |
Kush |
Soaring through the sky so high |
Gravity no longer applies |
In search of truth while the world spin on lies |
Revised televised tell me lies tell me lies |
Life is a gamble mark the cards load the dice |
Backstabbers find the best spines to bury knives |
May they die the true death addicted to every vice |
See the barrel and catch every bullet like Jerry Rice |
I feel like Simon Phoenix unthawed and we all nice |
Rappin' soft as hospital cotton is alright alright |
Dressed like Brian McKnight in all white pants tight |
Untill they West Side Story and prance light, dance fight |
Damn it this is not my planet |
At least I hope not cause I really can’t stand it |
If it is so be it I speak it how I see it |
Let that be the dirty acres flag pledge allegiance |
We lifted drifting in clouds we created |
In a world full of sadiddy we sedated |
Faded |
But not barbershop related |
More like a jumpshot leaned back we made it |
Free |
Free as the bird I’m flippin' the earth |
Feed 'em sour d by the Oscar flippin' the earth |
Run in the blunt catchin' the rapture rippin' the earth |
Shotgunnin' a dime with an extra clip in her purse |
The type of chick to suggest that you sit and build with her first |
Grew up singing in church but dreamed of being a nurse |
Sayin this that and the first about which rappers she twerked |
Then she blah blah blah I blasted off to the stars |
I’m huffin' dro out these jars |
My mind travelin' throughout bars |
I blazed so far to the future my kids were in flying cars |
I’m set on invading Venus you keep the penis on Mars |
A few medicinal additions and a box of Cuban cigars |
All I need to escape is some Kryptonite and cape |
A Samsonite and some tape for some high shit that I’m building |
While I’m staring lost at the ceiling, and the paint on the walls is peelin' |
Hear tires on the block squealing and back to earth with the billions |