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letra de sweet stuff! - the dr00gs

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intro:
prepare for this sh-t (you know)
one f-ckin hit
watch your hands so i can see the yellowness of the sm0k
holy f-ck
you can do it, yal
you’ve faced bigger hits than this

mf poon:

smoke weed every day
smoke weed til i’m g-y
tl gang, i shall slay
because they’re so cute
wait sh-t

um

the rap throne i shan’t abdicate
drug use i don’t advocate
i don’t smoke weed
unless i’m smokin weed
then i’m smokin like a ton of weed (so much weed)
yo

my bars were awkward my comma was oxford
turned it backwards like clockwork
i’ll say “abracadabra
you can call me mr. potter” (alan rickman: “mr. potter”)

you guys claim u sm0k
well i claim u d0nt
if u think ur so d0pe
then it’s time to quicksc0p
so you best get online
they’ll find you in the cemetery
my bedtime is 9
rust 1v1, no secondaries

tl gang, born in the freaking hood
their raps are so deep and sentimental
so misunderstood
raps weak like balsa wood
they’d sm0k like us, if they could
the droogs are where it’s at
join the freakin brotherhood

cj?
droogs are back
nah i don’t like my voice
droogs are back
i’m droppin in the track
in this one i’ll take serious
kinda broke down a little last time
think doc gave me some pills
said i was delirious
cuz my raps are sublime

tl gang
we’re comin at you
no hard feelings
but this is a coup

we’re psycho
christian bale-style
driven to manipulate
you’ll be forced to be capitulate
and do it with a smile

me?
i’m king
call me tyrannosaurus
your raps are fake
betchu use a thesaurus

we ain’t playin no games
unless it’s scrabble
which is dope (h-ll yeah)
no shame
you’ve had your 15 minutes of fame
so step aside
as your throne’s just been claimed

monkey emoji:
yo you guys are
f-ckin
p-ssies
yo you guys probably
you don’t sm0k nearly as much as
the f-ckin droogs sm0k
the dr00gs f-ckin
sm0k so f-ckin much
compared to you f-ckin
alright i’m just gonna go in

yo
i’m bustin out the bubbler in bed
smoke so much weed i might as well be inbred
bowls, blunts, and bongs
weed so dank you’ll have to pick it up with tongs
nailin a nile crocodile
while listenin to mr. krial
in denial ‘bout the f-ckin
oj trial
talkin trash on kyle
keepin coolness on file
flippin off a small child

too high to be coherent
my brain’s f-ckin wet
you guys are douchier than
motherf-ckin’ chet (yo i’m i’m not a f-ckin douche bag dude)

smokin so much sour
weed’s gone within the hour and
what’s meant to be
will be meant to be
shout out to the one and only
laxdaddy

we’ll smoke you p-ssies
under the table
or my name isn’t
ricky f-ckin frable

junkie jon:
mikey can you lower the mic-stand a little bit
thanks

totally lame gang
it’s time for the axe
stop slayin’ poontang
and put down the pax
you’re gonna get the h.i.v
you’re gonna turn g-y
if you don’t stop sm0kin
every single day

your raps are like us
as in, they suck d-ck
emotional scars leakin p-ss
it’s just plain ick

even with your stolen beats
i can’t help but laugh
at the trashy lyrics that you
put into your “raps”

yes

the raps were in quotation
between you and wu tang
i see no relation
i know you probly think that’s
just a speculation
but trust me
i’ve studied your dictation
and it’s
kinda lousy

(b-tch -ss crackas)

matty mirth:

alright
for all the gangstas of southern lehigh
i know the struggle
i’m talking to you tl gang
this one goes out to you

buy a brick of weed
with my four-figure allowance
but
still say f-ck my parents as i
take sweet bong rips
off my b-tches’ t-ts

yeah you know shes a dime
i pull maaad b-tches
without even tryin

cuz i don’t respect women
they’re objects, no kiddin’
slap em with my c-ck and their
legs will be splittin’

hiroshima
lyrical bombs:
i’m expressin
h0m–erotic tendencies:
i’m repressin

straight gangsta
upper saucon is a warzone
put a cap in yo -ss
then buy me a snow cone

honorary blood and crip
got more cred than skylark
yeah, i’m talkin chip
smokin dank bowls
while you f-ggots bleach your -ssh0l-s
we’re h0m-phobic
snipers on them gr-ssy knolls

gotta give it up for tell-gang
lyrical g*niuses
from their swaggin snapbacks
to their microp-n-ses

one breath

(ohhhhh cold blooded)

mf poon:

yeah

as the wooden soldiers march
through your fort, we will barge
suspended from cl-ss
that’s a dishonorable discharge
get it through your psyche
the droogs are takin over
most definitely unlikely
like a freakin’ ogre
hittin aphrodite

i’m mikey
i might be
the one to ask
tl politely
to stop
suckin -ss

yet-
you hear this?
it’s nothin but a joke to us
rappin bout the p-ssy we don’t get (hey)
the weed we don’t smoke (hey)
there’s nothin to discuss
the dr00g$ are where it’s freakin at
tl gang freakin’ sucks

ohhhhh
(shut, shut up, shut up, shut up)

- the dr00gs

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