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Dark Imagination Pt. 2 (Bath Salt Rap)

Album: Blood.Sweat.Tears
By:
The Movement

Duration

1:47

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Lyrics: Let me in hale the smoke Pass the lighter please Hit the bong I choke Come through, I'll supply the trees A fiend who supplies the fiends With this high the blunt supplies to me Bloodshot, feels like my eyes about to bleed Maybe this is the demise of me Get my mind numb, smoke til I cant speak get my mind dumb, unwind some, smoke til I go blind son Take more out the zip and grind some Up, tend not to give a fuck Even when the cops wanna search my car but I locked my shit in the trunk Drive away and hit the blunt, smells like I just kicked a skunk into back seat, so ride shotgun baby and sniff the funk cause girl its gonna lift you up Ya dealin with the best and I reside from the garden state Smoke hits my chest and gives me a sharpened state of mind and for the sake of my grind I vow to be nothing but great all the damn time I can be messed up, but get a sense of humor and listen as I dispense this rumor Yesterday I unfroze Mister Disney Called him a sissy and punched him in his kidney Forced him to do a line of bath salt Told him laugh Walt or Ill shove your face in a glass wall It was too thick, didnt shatter but his face did splatter and his eye balls scattered The blood was a waste but dont matter cause I was trippin balls face looked like putty, start to rip and claw Eat some up, Yum the meats tender Cops are called, police yell surrender Freeze or we'll shoot I said where was the please and then salute Run down the block and strip down naked They shoot at my cock, I start to skip now faded Duck into the movies and sit down patient Grab some bitches boobies and the theater gets raided Get the electric chair the next day, make history The Walt Cannibal, people know my name! VICTORY

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