CODEINE ON A CAMEL

Had to lay my head down Had to lay my head down Had to lay my head down For the morning I've been mourning my granddad now Churning my stomach Like the concrete is my bed now When I'm firing, Get down I'm inspiring, I can't let sound, Make me get blunted Or influence how I done it I'm like fluid, I'm like run it With your female out in Tripoli She sitting on the tip of me Consent; she giving lip to me Without talking back If she barkin' all that shit to me Then she walking back To her home in the night time She give me dome So that bitch giving me right mind I don't think she in it Have her suck me Till I finish Have her love me 'til completion Then she takin my excretion Make a nigga think "artesian?" All my semen, Make a legion Ok Run up on your face Run up on your room like It's a tomb inside a cave There's no room inside this cage Bottle filled with rage Let me park in his dreads I don't see hearts, filled with lead Cause there's something in the water And the planet's getting hotter We'll all be dead Blame your mother and your father Like Christ Dillinger said "There's nothing for your daughter" He said "All in your head" Harry Potter Ta ta ta! Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Too much fucking lean on this god damn cigarette, bro What the chain say? "Lean on the square, that's a fucking rhombus?" Ha God damn Fuck You got a Glock with a dick I never drive with assist All of my money is blown Blue hunneds i'm poppin' like cops at your crib So many options to get me a dollar They think that i'm not with this shit Popped at your spine we dun dropped at your crib With a Glock to your rib, i am not taking lid Ain't even with that designer [?] You're jehovah with a pen and pencil I been on my business with the instrumentals So it's in my interest to give you an intro Off a bean and I ain't mean it, learned to You a fiend for legal, I can see it, in your "Boy i'm hotter than a jalapeno" I was never in it for opinions I've been in my head now I feel the rest inside my chest And I get stressed out I've been ducking from the feds They know I'm special I'm not a failure Mama never raised a letdown I might let the lead out God damn I turned to AM and I went insane Bitch I'm packing Like a can of spam Doing acid, to expand the brain Spread yo asscheeks, on yo mama's casket I'm a fucking bastard Let's say i'm "cray" I got Calabasas on the way Now I'm flaccid and I'll never fade HUAAH Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Sitting, put some codeine on a camel cigarettes Cigarettes