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Lunchbox
by J.Ice
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Oh fuck his cups spilling
He hovers on the stove his pot skilling
They knocking on the door they smell a villain
He blinks twice he's transported God willing
Just a bunch of chess heads, trying to see where to bet next
Decide for millions if they live or their death's next
Their hat might be fitted but their mind is wilted world view tilted
Just chasing green like cesped
Alright kids check your lunch box
Ignore the pop rocks
Grab the bump stock
This world is ours ride the ac until the wheels off
Until your heels off
Until you feel a part of your soul peel off
That's how you know Nirvana's near
This isn't J-Ice anymore man Siddhartha's here
Rap today man there's too much flair
In his cerebral lair
That's where the bars live and the demons share
They probably braiding hair
Maybe baking some banana bread and snacking on Korean pears
Can only reach him on the COM1
He's not a calm one
So i suggest you tread lightly unless you want some
Riding in his sleigh
A couple hand grenades
For all the kids to play
Only toss them out when the TikTok say
And carry on his day like any other day
Oh fuck his cups spilling
He hovers on the stove his pot skilling
They knocking on the door they smell a villain
He blinks twice he's transported God willing
Just a bunch of chess heads, trying to see where to bet next
Decide for millions if they live or their death's next
Their hat might be fitted but their mind is wilted world view tilted
Just chasing green like cesped
Alright kids check your lunch box
Ignore the pop rocks
Grab the bump stock
This world is ours ride the ac until the wheels off
Until your heels off
Until you feel a part of your soul peel off
That's how you know Nirvana's near
This isn't J-Ice anymore man Siddhartha's here
Rap today man there's too much flair
In his cerebral lair
That's where the bars live and the demons share
They probably braiding hair
Maybe baking some banana bread and snacking on Korean pears
Can only reach him on the COM1
He's not a calm one
So i suggest you tread lightly unless you want some
Riding in his sleigh
A couple hand grenades
For all the kids to play
Only toss them out when the TikTok say
And carry on his day like any other day
