Thursday, July 12, 2012

offdome

my shit is heavy like a big block
never in a hurry, broke tick-tock
pure and straight, no muthafuckin chase
you can’t hang with the game? get out and pray like Mase
this shit here be zig-zag, never ever straight lace
i remember when the sweet was hashish lined
then topped off with that exotic kind
3rd eye opposite of blind
call that shit Supa x-ray
Supa cut’n fish like filet

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