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letra de drug free - nine ra

nine ra – drug free

i don’t do drugs, i just smoke weed. / i be drug free but known to blow trees. / crafted from that old school, go and see the mold. / it ain’t nothing like this hip hop poetry and soul

‘resurrection’ on ‘common’ ground, ‘bring da ruckus’ while bombing sound. / smoking ‘live at the barbecue’ like nas breaking atomic down. / shine like a stick of radon, “hey don, my pay gone but hit it ‘one time 4 your mind’”. / little bit of money that i have on the tree. world against me— pac in his prime. / ‘twista’ joint, my ‘adrenaline rush’. / like me low key but she been in a hush. / break it down on ‘dead presidents’ so ‘let’s get free’ with the weed that had been in the dutch. / ‘respirate’ in the city, urban. no suburban, no black car. / kweli here but mos missing— ‘definition’ of a half-‘black star’. / no place fill a gap for my home state, fella. va born to death. / ghostface k!llah, “where my k!lla tape at?” smoke purple like raekwon the chef. / b-st-rd be so dastardly with mastery of faster beat / but still can spit it slow, know i got raspberry kush gr-ss to heat. / inhale, whale come up for air— sea mammal. i break it down like enamel / acidity. the weed we handle / is getting me higher than jordan’s vertical would be, daniel. / lion don’t even faze me. / so ‘amazing’, don’t even ‘grace’ me / with your presence. presently present you with this middle finger while in the process of blazing / f-ck your essence. / huge ton texas cannabis substance abuse, son. / smoke and freestyles i bust like katrina victims got bussed into houston. / all these trees i take my pick— i work in an orchard. / choking like guantanamo water boarding, bud that i’m sparking is torture. / torch another b, cherry looking lovely. mary be the only female that can never smother me. / gorgeous blunts full of leaves like the gutter be. fill it up like wheel of fortune, cop another z. / smoke granddaddy purp. rolling grandfather violet. / stress disappear like amelia earhart on autopilot. / break it down on the back of a dollar bill with more joints than the human body. / smoking j’s, catching z’s, similar to the illuminati. / young cheifer, people’s reefer champ, you need more patience. / burning up all of your trees, call it deforestation, motherf-cker

i don’t do drugs, i just smoke weed. / i be drug free but known to blow trees. / crafted from that old school, go and see the mold. / it ain’t nothing like this hip hop poetry and soul. / i don’t do drugs, i just smoke weed. / i be drug free but known to blow trees. / crafted from that old school, go and see the mold. / it ain’t nothing like this hip hop poetry and soul

- nine ra

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