t-caines, ft snook

yo, check it.

 

 

Newfoundlander, born and raise,

me and bys you know we blaze,

this aint a faize, many thoughts now- my -brains a maze,

i know my ways, i know the phase,

seshing everyday those were the days,

 

 

 

these conditions got my decisions like thats so raven

third eye visions

my predictions, overcoming these contradictions, i know my jurisdictions,

i know my facts and fictions, to many restrictions, soon ill have convictions

 

ill rap standing up, fuck id rap on my knees, you wanna be happy,

held back with miseries, depression worst disease, chill out you need to ease,

maybe then you'll breath, like the florida keys.

 

 

you wanna get on my level? haha impossible

i rule this shit like the top chief or constable ,

cant understand my lyrics, ha im so optimal

over coming bars like a gym class obstacle

 

 

 

i wanna tell her how i feel just dont got the urge,

when two of your deepest emotions decide they wanna merge

i hate you bitch, i love you babe, yes im on the verge,

i need to space my thoughts out, they travel in the heards,

 

i hate you bitch, i love you babe, yes im on the verge

i need to space my thoughts out, they travel in the heards.

they travel in the heards,

 

im working 6 hours a day in this prison they call school,

where its all about hockey, weed and trynna be cool,

well fuck that, i rather be myself a fool

looking like some tryhard, when really your just a tool

 

do you feel life or does life feel you?

thats the kinda question you gotta ask to be true,

i mean i had trouble understanding but now its all clear,

its you'r own life and you're the one to steer,

dont take friends for granit, happend never planed it,

and if you got stoner friends, its most likely the weed there demanding

you need to take flight and land your moods, land it

i canned it, i banned it expanned it to the great land before

any of y'all could of handed it, now your a broke ass kid driving a van, you just

vanded it, ahahaha

 

 

un, this is fuckin right.

 

yeah. check, check it, check check check check chec check it,

 

well i been here before, last year i hit the floor,

had to many drinks couldnt handle one more,

they all be sippin on the cup and sippin on there glasses

while me and the homies out back taking passes,

picking out the right girls with the nice asses,

my ashes, are gone in the flashes

skipping classes to avoid all these crashes

i know all my lines just cant remember what the last is,

are we past this? yes, you know im the baddest,

never had this but im quick and bliss, so swiss,

ah yess, finally got this shit off my chest,

 

 

 

i mean, im not a jerk but i aint no fucking romeo,

im a soft guy but only in my home studio

avalon mall, my favourtie store psurido,