Correction Paroles Godmind par Rokamouth

Featuring(s) : Akthesavior

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Smoke UP (Beast coast, beast coast, beast coast, nigga)
Toke UP (Beast coast, beast coast, beast coast, nigga)
Yo....Yo....Yo (Beast coast, beast coast, beast coast, nigga)
Check...Check it

[Rokamouth]
We keep flowing like water
Pulling quarters 'cross the border
Enlightening all your daughters
Keep her ass off the corner
If not, I'll be all on her
Show her to roll my spliff
Lure her back to the trap, that's where I hold that OG piff
As I pucker up my lips
Sweet kiss from cannabis
I elevate from this taste, of heavyweight to meditate
I be up in in my zone
Heading home from these late nights
Cause I'm not alone
I be gone when I take flights
[Late nights,](pending) roll that J tight
Ignite, light that eight pipe
To open up my 3rd sight
So I can flow these words right
I be on on my prime
Taking time to spit these moral rhyme
Just to keep it to a benji, homie I'm on my GodMind
When I'm up in my zone
My niggas tell me run that shit
Spitting too smooth, super goon, the only thing that fit
All the time, daily grind, so homie what you wit'?
Cause we out'chea to ride, so catch us cruising in that whip
And we call the lady blue (china), our magic carpet flying
Lighting up on the highway, buck 30, can't you see us riding?
So turn that sound surround on, spittin' written so fine
Got these freestyling lines, straight cypher with every kind
Cause the realest of real was put onto GODmind
GODMIND... yo...(Beast coast, beast coast, beast coast, nigga)
(Beast coast, beast coast, beast coast, nigga)

[Ak of the UnderAchievers]
Beast coast nigga and you know that we don't play
3rd eye shit, godmind conscious
Time to get your mind bent
I'll reside high like tides
Baptize, add holy water and you still ain't as fresh as I is
I is flowing on that potent medication
I ate that A, tell that bitch I don't date
Wake and bake, then I skate to that studio
Tonight, breaks in, I'm looking for a groupie ho... OH SHIT
The flow gets cold like the ocean
, the O got blown
Now I'm ripped like Hulk Hogan
I'm so golden, I was chosen
Third eye open I use flow, young indigo
I reel the hoes in nigga
Don't drink liquour
Elevated nigga, herbal shuttles help me get up
You dumbf*ckers lost in the dark, don't get lit up (lit up.. lit up..)
Don't get lit up
Sit back and take notes from the living god
Call me young Thoth
Made a oath, smoke till I die
High as Holy Ghost
In the throat, tell her I rock
You already know doe
The cold flows and rofo's smoking wit the pros ho
(HA.... Yo.... You already know doe....Beast Coast shit...)
(On the rise, word doe!)

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