Blown

They can hear us running 'round the corner
They hate our color but they love to be the n****
Ya I'm on fire I need water, hit em
Tone this beat is fat I think it needs to do a sit up
You be getting brain but you got nothing in you fitted
Turkey n**** quit it
Urkel you done did it
Surfing down to Cali then hop a plane out to Venice
I know you don't get it
I know that you got a Motorola homie I don't fuck with minutes
Watches are for suckas and I'm switching from the future to beginning
Don't be rude my n**** I ain't finished
Imma puff this doja then proceed to spit a sentence

Put your hands up to the rhythm
Get your hands high and move to the rhythm
If you wanna vibe them we can get with it
But we gotta smoke and I smoke till I get BLOWN

And I need someone to smoke with
I hate smoking on my own
I got a pound and the sound if you wanna chill
And I can get mushrooms for us

But you gotta let go and let em take you to the further
Holdup there's a Mic and I think I can smell a murder
Not the one with Sony
Prince, Warner
I just want the truth and I ain't talkin about Sojoiner
I thinkn e gone need some armoured trucks when
They decide it's Marshall lawman don't tell me that they gone bring me in
I'm broke and a negus just lost his job
I got a bad b**** but she always wants to much
Of shit I can get
No break I can't vent
I'm feeling this weed I'm sick of this shit
Tomorrow imma go to my job I'm gonna quit
Imma tell my boss that he a sucka if he barks then imma hit with a I don't give a f*** about the rent
Imma f****** baller get the f*** up off my dick

Put your hands up to the rhythm
Get your hands high and move to the rhythm
If you wanna vibe them we can get with it
But we gotta smoke and I smoke till I get BLOWN

And I need someone to smoke with
I hate smoking on my own
I got a pound and the sound if you wanna chill
And I can get mushrooms for us