letra de world upside down - eric j.
[verse 1]
i smoke loud like cigarettes
and smoke cigarettes like loud
infinite curriculum
this the sh-t hittin on
try these psychedelics voices in my head won’t leave me lone
sittin in this tipi
hope the god sun ra can see me
i’m
worshipping this light
as the blunt goes round
so high no sound
he gone deaf
ego death
who comes up to the peephole next
lies been told but the sheep don’t check
i hit every puddle walkin thru the rain
i refrain from the games that play
i dont f-ck with the bull olé
hold up a quarter pounder showed up
it’s swishas in my house all my n-ggas here like sho nuff
whoa
mother f-ck them hoes
so
out my mind i’m blown
flow
to bank i go
work hard
grindstone
i shine on you rhinestone
choose where my light goes
alternating cycle
nikki tesla lyricism
bout to make a cyclone
haarp sh-t
this the ism
flinching cuz the b-tch is in em
licorice on instrumentals
talk that sh-t when you see a n-gga
that won’t be the case
eat so many shrooms i feel like i don’t even need a face
they won’t make it out the door sh-t i don’t even need a case
just a place i can crash if the landin gets bumpy
i’m a lion, land and pounce, never think of slowin down
p-ss the blunts to the elves while they play that psycho sound
[hook]
i’m not about to come down (noooooo) x3
whole world upside down
(i got rellos, papers, wraps, and weed
blow, hoes, lucy, and lean) x2
[verse 2]
the young and the ratchet
got em askin how the hood n-ggas found the acid
buncha trippy b-st-rds
smokin cures for cancer
medicinal, that plasma
donated on the low
like i need to pull my pants up
sag life swag like anthony
hopkins
you bout to be lunch if you rappers keep talkin
a g*nius with the poetry
won’t find none out that’s cold as me
you scr-ping for a roach of weed
you posed to be a baller
but you showin me the polar opposite
opposition get dropped like the kit
i rock like the pit
cops drops by the six
not a whip you simple b-tch
blowin on some honeydew
ya honey do whatever i be wantin dude
wonton soup she nasty
dropped 3 acid
she thought the sh-t was candy
now she tripping talkin bout she meltin out her panties
that was just my game, it don’t kick in right away
[hook]
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- letra de wyd - young thug
- letra de happiest hour/saddest hour - waldo
- letra de paperback - the last sleepless city
- letra de the love song - substantial
- letra de nihil obstat - nova mejías
- letra de tenho dito - drope
- letra de natalie (aus „sing meinen song, vol. 4“) - lena
- letra de radio scano (skit) - en?gma
- letra de l’amour change - g.a.n. (gandhi)