Chilling with the hippies we so trippy
Stay higher than the movement in the 60's
Chill with no snitches they get stitches
Rhymes from an intellect paint abstract pictures
Man enough to be a god ever since a fetus
Man your favourite rapper wanna be us
Flow like an Aston Martin you a Prius
Leave this niggas sour like citrus
Ain't no way around it nigga we the sickest
Leaders, ill niggas and future world-beaters
Man my catalogue way too long like Nia
Hippies more spaced out than Princess Leia
Heat from the hippies for the fans to savour
When it come to the beat I'm a super slayer
Rap game, trap shit, dope beat annihalator
Kill shit now you can thank me later
Always on the grind and bitch I ain't no skater
Best drop shit best believe we leaving craters
God damn
These hippies be chilling
don't think that we slacking
calm under pressure
like dead folks
under fat guys
Yeah they get crushed
like they are nuts
or maybe like your favourite rapper coz i
am a jealous God
flowing through cities
hitting different strains
smashing different babes
my lines make a nigga wanna switch lanes
but really
they are two faced
they really belong in a deck of cards
and follow their dreams of being
kings and queens
and that's the truth
fuck the jury
i say that shit
infront of a mic in a booth

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