I took my sixteen bars to outer space so check my universe
I'm a spell what the hell man taste a little curse
I'm a word smith, you need a firm grip to rap your head around my shit
Kill the joint and get a burnt lip
See through tie dye L-S-D eyes got me in some trouble seeing double
Take a breather while the cloud bubbles
OK, I've caught my breath my lungs just need a rest
Excuse me I digress, I need to get something off my chest
I'm an emcee just a little differently dressed
So if you really want us, better check your orthodontist
I'm chattering your teeth kid, just trying to be honest
Better take it from me said I spit so much heat, it put a chip in my teeth
I got some different beliefs you sick of sounding antique
Well write a rhyme to this beat
It's like you're stuck up in the sixties flower child when I peace
I said you look at me the wrong way and I say OK
It doesn't bother me I wrap my head around the kush
You're taking it the wrong way and I say OK, you're off on the wrong foot
The dirty heads have got you jumping out your seats
Dirty J and Duddy B don't hit the field without the cleats
And with a little touch of Rome you're back at home
You mix the three it's ecstasy you see I swear I'm never wrong
And everybody wants a hook and wants a beat
But I just got off the bus, I'm overdosing on the summer heat.
I like the finer things like smoking on the finer weed
I'm sipping on the stuff that makes me feel better than complete.
One hundred and ten percent is what I give the game,
Give me a year or two and your boy will be a household name.
Bust in the scene I'm swinging up home runs
And now I'm breaking hearts and writing records
I said you look at me the wrong way and I say OK
It doesn't bother me I wrap my head around the kush
You're taking it the wrong way and I say OK
Exactly where I want to be
Drifting through the galaxy
Death to those who challenge me
Deepest roots, redwood tree
Earth's my home for now it seems
But Mars is in my destiny
I'm just floating high on steam
I'll come down eventually
Just to get some Listerine
'Cause verbally I'm disgusting
Future bright, diamond ring
Shoes and hat always clean
So far from reality I live my life like it's a dream
If you do not clap for me
Probably 'cause you amputee
You look at me the wrong way and I say OK
It doesn't bother me I wrap my head around the kush
You're taking it the wrong way and I say OK
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