Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this
Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,
We once came from fields of cotton to roses
We ain't buying cds, we striving to live
One two three to late now your gone busted nose
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
One two three four five six seven eight nine
I shine, you shine, so we shine
Two or three, hits of thc, yeah it fits for me.
Ha - so gifted, do it truly
He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,
And wonder how we ever came to this
Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
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