I Got It
Christopher Legare
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I can talk to cops with Weed in my pockets Gotchu looking shocked Start seething about it Don't wanna talk shop Got me feeling all clouded Oh boy this beat clean I told u i got it I can talk to cops with Weed in my pockets Gotchu looking shocked Start seething about it Don't wanna talk shop Got me feeling all clouded Oh boy this beat clean I told u i got it I've been on this earth since the pre-alpha When it was just me and trees and bees out here When it was peaceful, before all you nerds got here I saw the gods fight for control over you greed mongers Y'all ain’t my brethren Stumbling and falling and applauding when you fall again You concede so easy it reminds me of a peace offering You don't keep fighting, probably cuz you're beat often I’m a bit sad, y’all only show up for fads E-gad, I’m a sheep baaaaah, the freaks back Preaching bout the cheap gas Man your gonna make me relapse Gonna need a free pass Now my Dick soft cuz the game hard Fighting people over meat cuz the cheap cost But you don't know the loss no more resources And you won't understand till your feet sore Now look around the room, who the elephant It's me, the bees knees, straight killing shit The boy clean but still sweet, call it peppermint You’ll see, a few years you'll be penitent Been a year since i seen a pay stub Only work until the bills stop Kinda weak the priest push the prenup On your knees your free to be tough O u fighting? Well I'm fighting too Look around the room You the only one here that don't got a clue You the only one here wishing others will lose Its kinda funny, you just don't got that drive You to busy waitin that when that moment arrives You gon let it slip by You gon ball up and cry You gon get eaten alive And i make me sick too But that's not an excuse You're not prepared to be presentable Up there on your pedestal You think you can but you're gonna feel these chemicals Set the throne ablaze Imma start a new phase Soak up all the malaise Soak it up and store it as rage In these, our last few days Imma require some logic on my plate Brought over by some temper mannered servant Who’s compliant with pain And imma fry him up and serve him as steak Like It’s a burden only I undertake I'd like to see you try to assimilate Man that really takes the cake How you think they give more than they take When the only thing you taking is bait You got a hook in your mouth Not a book in your house Got u hiding your spouse What you afraid imma say That you'd make a nice fillet? A crispy Soufflé? I can talk to cops with Weed in my pockets Got you looking shocked Start seething about it Don't wanna talk shop Got me feeling all clouded Oh boy this beat clean I told u i got it I can talk to cops with Weed in my pockets Gotchu looking shocked Start seething about it Don't wanna talk shop Got me feeling all clouded Oh boy this beat clean I told u i got it
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