A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack
I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back
I was seized to believe that cloud 9 was deceased,
Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field
Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round
Then become a fuckin' addict, wait 'till those days cloud,
Mmg man, we smoked out
It takes away my storm cloud.
His flow on renegade, fucking awesome
On the cloud the cpu fan's not held on by gum
Thought i had it mapped out but i guess i didn't, this fucking black cloud
Not into diamonds i'm shining just to get geechied out
Demons paint skies black like a cloud of crows
In front of our building, they was my heroes
I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
You never heard of a sweeter sound until you've been high as a cloud
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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