[Intro: Zombie Juice]
Uhhhhhh
[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Atrocious the way I be tokin'
I'm Loki, The green comin' heavy
Sour deadly, deadlier then hypothermia
Herniated discus
When I spit shit, I go rip quick
Like an M6, catch me lifted in the astral planes
I done lane landed, abandoned my brain, psycho mane
Psycho 'cid, sweet Sydney infiltrate my brain
Trippy train, I'm losin' taste
Meet my fluffy, pretty hair, tastin' so lovely
Nothin' above thee
Swisher or the Dutch, Rizla papers is a must
Herb mo'fucka, healin' of the nation
Illegal in most states, but I'm puffin' 'til the days end
Fifteen, smokin' sours out the jar
Twenty-one Ps and Os, excessively how we smoke
Say it ain't so, a rebel with a cause
I'm a black king, gold grin, eyes barely open
Realize you and I, the world is ours, do or die, die
Walking dead, I proved a lot
I loved you like I loved her when I fucked her with no rubber
Times is getting old, but fuck it though, I blow it down, I roll around
Head to the sky, no limit to what we are
For what it's worth, you never let me down
You always keep me up, you're smellin' so loud
Cured perfect, I love you
Mary Jane, marijuana
Zombie, bitch, give me brain
Uhhhhhh
[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
Atrocious the way I be tokin'
I'm Loki, The green comin' heavy
Sour deadly, deadlier then hypothermia
Herniated discus
When I spit shit, I go rip quick
Like an M6, catch me lifted in the astral planes
I done lane landed, abandoned my brain, psycho mane
Psycho 'cid, sweet Sydney infiltrate my brain
Trippy train, I'm losin' taste
Meet my fluffy, pretty hair, tastin' so lovely
Nothin' above thee
Swisher or the Dutch, Rizla papers is a must
Herb mo'fucka, healin' of the nation
Illegal in most states, but I'm puffin' 'til the days end
Fifteen, smokin' sours out the jar
Twenty-one Ps and Os, excessively how we smoke
Say it ain't so, a rebel with a cause
I'm a black king, gold grin, eyes barely open
Realize you and I, the world is ours, do or die, die
Walking dead, I proved a lot
I loved you like I loved her when I fucked her with no rubber
Times is getting old, but fuck it though, I blow it down, I roll around
Head to the sky, no limit to what we are
For what it's worth, you never let me down
You always keep me up, you're smellin' so loud
Cured perfect, I love you
Mary Jane, marijuana
Zombie, bitch, give me brain
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