Radiation (Lung Pollution) (feat. Supa Sortahuman)
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๐ Lyrics
Get high, get high ge-ge-get high
Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt
...Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking 'bout my past
Then my homies came through then asked "Where the hell's the sack?"
Petey handed me a bowl of sour so I took a couple drags
Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack
Take a little just to make it last, that's Supa's motto
We fiending on these trees like we just won the lotto
Chiefing for a reason like we ain't gon' see tommorow
'Til we fall asleep and makes some Z's like Zorro
Inhaling vapors and feeling no sorrow, don't feel no pain
I feel bad for the people who never kicked it with Mary Jane
She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think
Even makes my food better and I have more fun when I drink
Gimme a bag of that sticky-sticky, I need a eighth for the 60 60
Different shit, just like the 60's, this Elvis Presley, them dudes is filthy
Riding 45 in the 50, I'm smoked these joints now I am spliffy
Damn this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight people say I'm gifted.
Puffing on that paradise that kush has got me paralyzed
Verified I'm very high, whip so clean it's sterilized
Terrorize yo block, you in my way, why ain't ya moving?
Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a cuban
Now we grooving
Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos
Just to let you bustas know, them duffle bags got extra dough
Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone
Underground, I'm lesser known, but in hood they feel my testimony
Y'all ain't smoking on my level
Y'all ain't fucking on my level
Y'all ain't dranking on my level
Y'all ain't nothing on my level
These fools they need'na listen, they probably smoking that resin
They talkin' all'a that shit, I proudly pull out my weapon
That sour diesel be relievin' my stress, gettin' me right
I swear it's hard not to just walk outside, just ready to fight
Lime green cannabis, color of praying mantises
No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst
Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt
...Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking 'bout my past
Then my homies came through then asked "Where the hell's the sack?"
Petey handed me a bowl of sour so I took a couple drags
Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack
Take a little just to make it last, that's Supa's motto
We fiending on these trees like we just won the lotto
Chiefing for a reason like we ain't gon' see tommorow
'Til we fall asleep and makes some Z's like Zorro
Inhaling vapors and feeling no sorrow, don't feel no pain
I feel bad for the people who never kicked it with Mary Jane
She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think
Even makes my food better and I have more fun when I drink
Gimme a bag of that sticky-sticky, I need a eighth for the 60 60
Different shit, just like the 60's, this Elvis Presley, them dudes is filthy
Riding 45 in the 50, I'm smoked these joints now I am spliffy
Damn this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight people say I'm gifted.
Puffing on that paradise that kush has got me paralyzed
Verified I'm very high, whip so clean it's sterilized
Terrorize yo block, you in my way, why ain't ya moving?
Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a cuban
Now we grooving
Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos
Just to let you bustas know, them duffle bags got extra dough
Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone
Underground, I'm lesser known, but in hood they feel my testimony
Y'all ain't smoking on my level
Y'all ain't fucking on my level
Y'all ain't dranking on my level
Y'all ain't nothing on my level
These fools they need'na listen, they probably smoking that resin
They talkin' all'a that shit, I proudly pull out my weapon
That sour diesel be relievin' my stress, gettin' me right
I swear it's hard not to just walk outside, just ready to fight
Lime green cannabis, color of praying mantises
No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:36.75] Get high, get high ge-ge-get high
[00:38.59] Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt
[01:09.64] ...Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking 'bout my past
[01:13.69] Then my homies came through then asked "Where the hell's the sack?"
[01:17.57] Petey handed me a bowl of sour so I took a couple drags
[01:21.78] Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack
[01:26.28] Take a little just to make it last, that's Supa's motto
[01:30.30] We fiending on these trees like we just won the lotto
[01:33.73] Chiefing for a reason like we ain't gon' see tommorow
[01:37.87] 'Til we fall asleep and makes some Z's like Zorro
[01:41.86] Inhaling vapors and feeling no sorrow, don't feel no pain
[01:46.26] I feel bad for the people who never kicked it with Mary Jane
[01:50.21] She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think
[01:54.74] Even makes my food better and I have more fun when I drink
[01:58.72] Gimme a bag of that sticky-sticky, I need a eighth for the 60 60
[02:03.27] Different shit, just like the 60's, this Elvis Presley, them dudes is filthy
[02:07.21] Riding 45 in the 50, I'm smoked these joints now I am spliffy
[02:11.45] Damn this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight people say I'm gifted.
[02:52.88] Puffing on that paradise that kush has got me paralyzed
[02:56.43] Verified I'm very high, whip so clean it's sterilized
[03:00.59] Terrorize yo block, you in my way, why ain't ya moving?
[03:04.25] Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a cuban
[03:08.36] Now we grooving
[03:10.11] Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos
[03:13.18] Just to let you bustas know, them duffle bags got extra dough
[03:17.27] Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone
[03:21.49] Underground, I'm lesser known, but in hood they feel my testimony
[03:25.51] Y'all ain't smoking on my level
[03:28.20] Y'all ain't fucking on my level
[03:29.62] Y'all ain't dranking on my level
[03:31.49] Y'all ain't nothing on my level
[03:33.96] These fools they need'na listen, they probably smoking that resin
[03:37.82] They talkin' all'a that shit, I proudly pull out my weapon
[03:42.13] That sour diesel be relievin' my stress, gettin' me right
[03:46.25] I swear it's hard not to just walk outside, just ready to fight
[03:50.10] Lime green cannabis, color of praying mantises
[03:54.21] No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst
[03:59.74]
[00:38.59] Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt
[01:09.64] ...Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking 'bout my past
[01:13.69] Then my homies came through then asked "Where the hell's the sack?"
[01:17.57] Petey handed me a bowl of sour so I took a couple drags
[01:21.78] Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack
[01:26.28] Take a little just to make it last, that's Supa's motto
[01:30.30] We fiending on these trees like we just won the lotto
[01:33.73] Chiefing for a reason like we ain't gon' see tommorow
[01:37.87] 'Til we fall asleep and makes some Z's like Zorro
[01:41.86] Inhaling vapors and feeling no sorrow, don't feel no pain
[01:46.26] I feel bad for the people who never kicked it with Mary Jane
[01:50.21] She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think
[01:54.74] Even makes my food better and I have more fun when I drink
[01:58.72] Gimme a bag of that sticky-sticky, I need a eighth for the 60 60
[02:03.27] Different shit, just like the 60's, this Elvis Presley, them dudes is filthy
[02:07.21] Riding 45 in the 50, I'm smoked these joints now I am spliffy
[02:11.45] Damn this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight people say I'm gifted.
[02:52.88] Puffing on that paradise that kush has got me paralyzed
[02:56.43] Verified I'm very high, whip so clean it's sterilized
[03:00.59] Terrorize yo block, you in my way, why ain't ya moving?
[03:04.25] Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a cuban
[03:08.36] Now we grooving
[03:10.11] Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos
[03:13.18] Just to let you bustas know, them duffle bags got extra dough
[03:17.27] Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone
[03:21.49] Underground, I'm lesser known, but in hood they feel my testimony
[03:25.51] Y'all ain't smoking on my level
[03:28.20] Y'all ain't fucking on my level
[03:29.62] Y'all ain't dranking on my level
[03:31.49] Y'all ain't nothing on my level
[03:33.96] These fools they need'na listen, they probably smoking that resin
[03:37.82] They talkin' all'a that shit, I proudly pull out my weapon
[03:42.13] That sour diesel be relievin' my stress, gettin' me right
[03:46.25] I swear it's hard not to just walk outside, just ready to fight
[03:50.10] Lime green cannabis, color of praying mantises
[03:54.21] No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst
[03:59.74]