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letra de chafe - sauga sen

(sauga)

how you not smoking weed on your intro?
goofy -ss rap n-gg-

(verse 1)
f-ck you wanna leave for? i asked you to stay
why i face my fears when i roll them in a j? look
type of sh-t to make you contemplate, yeah
running a race, my feet cemented, tread-milling in place
miniverse sage the chronicles are unsafe
snuck into a mansion, tripped knocked over a vase
you can see in in my face
my demeanor is chafe
quick to strike like a match with a fist to your face
du-rags never laced, marijuanna im coughin
i’m nodding off in your place, my utility belt
it came equipped with some mase, and an electrical device
that teleports me through sp-ce, im high as hieroglyphics
supposing questions about metaphysics
my mind flew out of this orbit when i lit a swisher
paint a vivid picture, moving like fractals with impaired vision
i wrote the raps for stoners that -ssembled

(verse 2)

water into wine i’m so divine at the arty
i see intelligent people, dumb government parties
models eat me up for lunch on rare occasions a brunch
have a feast if you must
psychotic nightmares, evil messages haunt
9 milli in the closet talking to me like “jump”
devil on my shoulder,weighing heavy, walk with a hunch
if i box you into dumb logic who’s the smart one?
if i won the battle motherf-ck who won the last one
skinny black big pun, ricks other grandson
sp-ce mission flights with neil degr-sse tyson
warming up some meatloaf in some jeans i bought from pac-sun
one arm behind my back i won a fist fight with a bison
driving reckless with no licesnse
faith of a mustard seed, i could probably move a mountain
searching for my youth inside of alcoholic fountains
still drowin…

(verse 3)

pathetic speech impediments the credit of xanax
inspiration quotes, i’m a priest, i’m a pope
handcuff my woman to the bed and then i giver her a choke
then i watch her give me brain while i roll up the dope
simple pleasures at most
i don’t subside with you folks
subtweet me one more time and ima come for your throat
put some clippers to your fro, steal a piece
dock it to a voodoo doll, wiccan b-tch to cast the spell
involuntary funeral, embalming in a swimming pool
evolving with the rituals
doppelgangers meeting up a 10 yall all should come through
bad b-tch i’m into her mental is anti-simple
eve bit the apple just so i can bite into you
confused at the pool pit, rulers so ruthless
casted from the heavens angel wings i’m young luscious
bearing light with the knowledge speaking til i’m toothless
imagination springs from boundless ends of revolutions
dilution and confusion, yeah
still drownin….

- sauga sen

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