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letra de trees - a history of violence

[verse 1: the etherealist]
cannabizzis has got me like a b-tch; just wanna be high as tits
longing for the day i smoked the dopest shit
a student living independent with the dopest kids
the weed was everywhere; that’s how i got to toking it
i remember working a cleaning shift and making a call
to a producer i knew who always packed a fat score
the same night, i picked up 20 from the don’s crib
i took it home and bounced some drizzy with the bong rips
i never felt so good in my life
started thinking “fuck the drink: i’ll hit this shit every night”
you can’t compete with the feeling of weed as it settles on your mentality
it sets you free and you’re released into a waking dream
now the scent of green just takes me over; fuck being sober
i’d proudly stay forever a stoner, forever a loner
cause fuck everything when there’s mad weed
hov wouldn’t even be here without the bad trees

[hook] [x4]
(one’s for more trees, two’s for more trees)
(honestly, it’s my everything: i adore trees)

[verse 2: in2ition]
i like to be alone when doing this blow
don’t let no bro take in no tokes
you see my weed? yeah, it ain’t no joke
this dope is dope; it’s mine to smoke but it’s expensive though
so there’s no sharing with b-tches, yo
i’m sorry hoe, the answer’s no: go get your own
i’m a dealer, a clever concealer
i’mma steal her purse; hope she not a squealer
i’m a dreamer. blinded my mama
cause she accused me of not being realer
but i’m the most eager, silently meaner
a k!ller playing follow-the-leader
except i’m a k!ller from a thriller with tequila, make you weaker, and a freezer to freeze ya
so then i’m the leader: the drug lord. let’s cross swords
create raw sores; straight tore through your pores
i’m a warlord trained with a sword
by the m15 to k!ll you in the… by the darkness of night
i even when i’m high as a kite, and you might look like a bike
your head being the handlebar light, because i’m out of my mind
but you see, that’s alright. i’m up for a fight
if it means me keeping my weed
i’ll do anything, yo, to protect these trees
cause these trees, you see, these trees are me

[hook]

- a history of violence

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