CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Cheif Hopper
"You know what kinds there are?"
"Kinds of what?"
"Drugs"
"I know"
"You know you can smoke 'em?"
"Sure, like a cigarette."
"And you can take 'em like a pill, too. And you can sniff 'em"
"And you can what?"
"Sniff 'em. Smell 'em like a flower"
"Come on."
"It's true! and you can stick 'em in your arm with a needle"
"A needle?
"A big ol' needle"
"Not me, boy"
"What if you had to?"
"Why would I have to?"
"Because"
"Because what?"
"Well, I mean-"
"What?"
"What if you like that?"
Slay, bust out the plan [it's that bad?] at the crib
I ain't coming through the front
Coming from the upside down with a bag full of piff
Hop out the portal, I ride the Force
Not likе the mortal, more like thе [Mac Gargan?]
Flow my endorphins, yeah, I ain't with the orbit
Shut the f**k up, put a cork in it
It's the up and coming from the f**king dungeons
Looking for another universe, so pungent
Rollin' up the [?], pass it up the budget
On illicit substances, need some sustenance
Lookin' at your sh*t like, "what the f**k is this?"
Still ain't suck a d**k if you ain't f**king with it
Act like you know me, I know you bluffing, b*t*h
And I'm still runnin' it
No
Who would've thought that
Rap would fit that dome so dope?
Might not make it back up
If you go so, don't
Hard to pick that back up
If you go so broke
My life in the back
I left my [drugs?] so cold
Only top the fossil
Wrought the chakra, up the hustle
Never stress at the apostle, up the gospel
Dripped in excess, just sold a soul
Now they wanna say they tripping
'Cause they watched like one [?] lectures
Swear to God, man, none of it sacred
All of it's a joke, it's depressing
This that pharaoh high, sparrow type sh*t
Antichrist, LMI sh*t
That Psychonaut, micro-[?] sh*t
Microscopic, ride the rocket ship
Suburban shaman, marijuana d**k
Still hoppin' out the sonic whip
Still got the hydro-chronic, b*t*h
Still here on top and I don't give a f**king sh*t, like
Yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
"Take it easy, dude
But, take it"
"Kinds of what?"
"Drugs"
"I know"
"You know you can smoke 'em?"
"Sure, like a cigarette."
"And you can take 'em like a pill, too. And you can sniff 'em"
"And you can what?"
"Sniff 'em. Smell 'em like a flower"
"Come on."
"It's true! and you can stick 'em in your arm with a needle"
"A needle?
"A big ol' needle"
"Not me, boy"
"What if you had to?"
"Why would I have to?"
"Because"
"Because what?"
"Well, I mean-"
"What?"
"What if you like that?"
Slay, bust out the plan [it's that bad?] at the crib
I ain't coming through the front
Coming from the upside down with a bag full of piff
Hop out the portal, I ride the Force
Not likе the mortal, more like thе [Mac Gargan?]
Flow my endorphins, yeah, I ain't with the orbit
Shut the f**k up, put a cork in it
It's the up and coming from the f**king dungeons
Looking for another universe, so pungent
Rollin' up the [?], pass it up the budget
On illicit substances, need some sustenance
Lookin' at your sh*t like, "what the f**k is this?"
Still ain't suck a d**k if you ain't f**king with it
Act like you know me, I know you bluffing, b*t*h
And I'm still runnin' it
No
Who would've thought that
Rap would fit that dome so dope?
Might not make it back up
If you go so, don't
Hard to pick that back up
If you go so broke
My life in the back
I left my [drugs?] so cold
Only top the fossil
Wrought the chakra, up the hustle
Never stress at the apostle, up the gospel
Dripped in excess, just sold a soul
Now they wanna say they tripping
'Cause they watched like one [?] lectures
Swear to God, man, none of it sacred
All of it's a joke, it's depressing
This that pharaoh high, sparrow type sh*t
Antichrist, LMI sh*t
That Psychonaut, micro-[?] sh*t
Microscopic, ride the rocket ship
Suburban shaman, marijuana d**k
Still hoppin' out the sonic whip
Still got the hydro-chronic, b*t*h
Still here on top and I don't give a f**king sh*t, like
Yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
"Take it easy, dude
But, take it"
