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
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