[Verse 1: Tame One]
My first hit of this fresh dip
My skull splits just like some chick’s ass
Quick fast, the lights flickered and flashed as I got trashed
Past, present, or future just combined
To intertwine with visuals
Criminal chemicals mess with the sensible
Men turned to vegetables, welcome to Hell
Have you sweating like Alexander O’Neal on stage doing songs with Cherrelle
Unusual smells, bells and whistles, the voices in my head
Rock riddles while I pick the locks in mental hospitals
Little brain stuck, purple rained up
The sky cried and clouds cough
I know it sounds off, walls I bounce off
It’s awful, just what is this drug doing to ballers
With a fifty dollar bottle from out the funeral parlor
Blacking out like me in the open
Super smoking and soaking something
Too potent, love boating until I’m floating
Until I exhale forgetting details
Mentally blazed off of half the haze then pass it to Cage
[Verse 2: Cage]
I blasted out my Wallies, went through the roof on the zoom
(Cage just fucked up my room) My hands are two fucking balloons
Looking down on Newark, ankles bloody, I’m in Wonderland
Slammed through suburbs, into some curbs I lost one of my hands
Threw me in a silly cyclone, spitting up
Till my breath started to exhale, caught a plague to the chest
Threw me back to earth in pieces minus my spine, head
Why the fuck is Tame One shoveling me out the driveway
I like the nitro then go psycho with the lighter
When a billy-goat's head on a naked chick joins the cipher
My brain swells trying to escape its own package
Till it shatters the screen out of the TV with my skull fragments
Leaky packages secretly advocates of my demise
I see mad sliding eyeballs on an abacus
My walls bleeding, now the sky is red, two arms reaching
Through the floor, I’m aiming at this raven at my door tweaking
My lights are flickering, all my vision is different
Personalities I can’t even account for bickering
The scene’s dreamy, leave me this jar with a dead primey
When the juice is gone, I’ll ring his ass out on a pack of beanies
Hit the ceiling and stick inhaling the dip
Blow dust in my pit’s face, he shits, delirium hits
I start to time warp but crash into the wall funny
Look up and see Tame just took the blunt from me
My first hit of this fresh dip
My skull splits just like some chick’s ass
Quick fast, the lights flickered and flashed as I got trashed
Past, present, or future just combined
To intertwine with visuals
Criminal chemicals mess with the sensible
Men turned to vegetables, welcome to Hell
Have you sweating like Alexander O’Neal on stage doing songs with Cherrelle
Unusual smells, bells and whistles, the voices in my head
Rock riddles while I pick the locks in mental hospitals
Little brain stuck, purple rained up
The sky cried and clouds cough
I know it sounds off, walls I bounce off
It’s awful, just what is this drug doing to ballers
With a fifty dollar bottle from out the funeral parlor
Blacking out like me in the open
Super smoking and soaking something
Too potent, love boating until I’m floating
Until I exhale forgetting details
Mentally blazed off of half the haze then pass it to Cage
[Verse 2: Cage]
I blasted out my Wallies, went through the roof on the zoom
(Cage just fucked up my room) My hands are two fucking balloons
Looking down on Newark, ankles bloody, I’m in Wonderland
Slammed through suburbs, into some curbs I lost one of my hands
Threw me in a silly cyclone, spitting up
Till my breath started to exhale, caught a plague to the chest
Threw me back to earth in pieces minus my spine, head
Why the fuck is Tame One shoveling me out the driveway
I like the nitro then go psycho with the lighter
When a billy-goat's head on a naked chick joins the cipher
My brain swells trying to escape its own package
Till it shatters the screen out of the TV with my skull fragments
Leaky packages secretly advocates of my demise
I see mad sliding eyeballs on an abacus
My walls bleeding, now the sky is red, two arms reaching
Through the floor, I’m aiming at this raven at my door tweaking
My lights are flickering, all my vision is different
Personalities I can’t even account for bickering
The scene’s dreamy, leave me this jar with a dead primey
When the juice is gone, I’ll ring his ass out on a pack of beanies
Hit the ceiling and stick inhaling the dip
Blow dust in my pit’s face, he shits, delirium hits
I start to time warp but crash into the wall funny
Look up and see Tame just took the blunt from me
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