The green print

The seeds been planted, the green print stamped it

I Did for the bandies, the smokes just landed

Feet up, chilling somewhere where the sands is

The green print stamped it, the green print standard

I smoke that much man I always leave a green print

Big HYPE with the zip you know i bring the stink in

Keep your micro rations, I ain’t in to the scrimping

Eyes that strained need to try and avoid blinking

Basins at the door, so am gonna let that sink in

Gathering my thoughts recoupe what am thinking

Links linking up, with those that have linked in

Always writing bars so you know I brings the ink in

The seeds been planted, the green print stamped it

I Did for the bandies, the smoke just landed

Feet up, chilling somewhere where the sands is

The green print stamped it, the green print standard

Man I’m advancing, I’m so outlandish

you pose for the gram bitch? I pose with my grams bitch

Lyrical Gandhi, lyrical gang shit

Green that loud it’s screaming out like a banshee

Out in Zante, spliffos when Ive landed

Lift off with a Mythos in my handy

Edibles are assassins creep up like a Mantis

Yeah boy, BD boy keep that fucking stank lit

Bradford ain’t lost yet, don’t call it Atlantis

We need to advance it, fill the dumb gaps in

city on the map that keeps mils with the planties

City on the map that got the green print stamping

The seeds been planted, the green print stamped it

I did it for the bandies, the smoke just landed

Feet up, chilling somewhere, where the sands is

The green print stamped it, the green print standard

Titties in my face, stripping without a dance stage

She said I’ve got fuego bars as we touched down in Spain

Slapped her arse a week ago, today it still shakes

Rizzie full with the sage, stacking Lizzies in ma safe

These Haters just want want the beef like a Philly cheese steak

I keep joints on rotate like a microwave plate

Do you wanna get played or do you get paid?

Be smart with your aims and success you will gain

All that can be done when your sat back blazed

And these Haters are erased with these dank strains

More than 3 bags for the boys down the lane

Green and purple in city it’s like Grove street saints

She said I was snappy when I cayman her mouth

I don’t know what she wants me to say, I’m in then am out

Some bars are thought out and some bars profound

But these are getting dumb now, my brains getting dumbed down

With your bum weed don’t come near me

The Green eyed monster, most be out here fearing

The smokes that’s loud your nose deaf if you can’t hear it

Green mist in your face m call me Tajiri

The seeds been planted, the green print stamped it

I did it for the bandies, the smoke just landed

Feet up, chilling somewhere, where the sands is

The green print stamped it, the green print standard