A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve
Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford
Like adam and eve from god's path you're lost
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
I let you know you dealing with dogs
And i know that you're open
The bigger the the fun
Cos they suck so hard they're crap can stray a buck...
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
So call the coroner or the mortician for the the
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