Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer
Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/
And i made it with that dope flow
Enter the building through the window
Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit
Got the passion for the music
Now hey little mama
I bring the heat like the
But study in the desert oui , the
The science and the art, africa
When they hear me rocking the groove
I'm the nigga with the juice
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
Hold up, i used to run powers and draws
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