I can't handle my drugs
So blame Sha and his hand for the buds
Before these vocals I was tee total till the AK
Now I'm back and I'm buzzed
Get funky, light one up
Get skunky, so toast to me, toast to green
About to take hold and take over the scene
Or maybe that should be ether it
Either way I ain't an idiot
I did quit smoking weed
But didn't stop me eating it
P's raw and I been poor
So I could never get enough P, I need more
See-saw, there's 5 Saturdays
And I won't be happy till I've at least hit 4
It's a long day when you're rolling and rocking
And the spin isn't stopping
When you don't care where you are
It's the wrong day
If you're looking for sober
You can find him hung over
For the kids who love to dance
The professor of rhymes
Mr. Dexter met Lecter and had one hell of a time
A devil disguised, lies
You can tell that I'm high by my festival eyes
Festival eyes? Ain't it a Monday?
Fuck knows, may as well be a Sunday
Run away when I take off 6 val's
Whoops straight lose six hours
I'm back in effect
Got shanked in my neck now
I'm back from the dead
But adjusting has been hard
Like I give a shit man, chicks dig scars
Chicks dig me, so I dig 'em out
But I keep 'em all, never let them out
Got sixteen in my cellar now
Yeah, I still take bus but I get about
It's a long day when you're rolling and rocking
And the spin isn't stopping
When you don't care where you are
It's the wrong day
If you're looking for sober
You can find him hung over
For the kids who love to dance
Love to dance, love to dance
We're the kids that love to dance
The bad boy's back, boy
On the road with my iPod on
Singing along to black boys
Then skipping along to take that
So take that say what, I hate rap
Haha, ain't that funny?
Shitting on rappers like I ate that curry
So? So mind your business
Or wind up with stitches, bitches
Dickless with your wannabe bars
Important rappers, all wanna be hard
Diss me? You must wanna get parred
Faux-par, you're so 'barge
Ain't seen a rapper like me yet so far
Nah, I'm gonna take getting used to
The pupil nobody could get through to
On YouTube, in a tutu
It's a long day when you're rolling and rocking
And the spin isn't stopping
When you don't care where you are
It's the wrong day
If you're looking for sober
You can find him hung over
For the kids who love to dance
Love to dance, love to dance
We're the kids that love to dance

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