Up In Smoke-Culture VI

Up In Smoke - Culture VI Up In Smoke [R.E.U.] Well if you know what it's like a cold cell drunk frozen at night You're prob'ly like me try'na gain control of life But sometime it takes over that's when I grab a gun and just think Yo' f**k life man I'm under the brink Music escapes a parasite chooses his fate Prior to gunfights you sign ya' will as soon as it breaks And this is real I want rendezvous spots and prize money Not lethal injection which manifest the equal intentions Of them grime thunnys holdin down ya' local street block That gave the notion of commotion cities open detox The cleansing begins without trees the most paranoid yo' Inflictin' in situations that most can't avoid For sure caps have backfired bodies been caught Quarterbacks is necropheliacs when shotties get cocked And once ya' sh*t is cocked pull it Cuz if not you might see yourself goin' crazy Thinkin' you can use your back to block bullets [Clowd9yne] Yo it's the main cause of niggaz depictin' this came wrong With a spliff it don't take long to commence to a brain war Sonny High when I'm writin' this sh*t like the sky When it's lightnin' and thunderin' now my mind could adjust it Public and toxic and seein' life in different degrees If I want it I got it especially when hittin' this green I ain't even gotta struggle my rappin' is kind of puzzled Hard to get a grip chief smoke relaxin' my muscle Sober niggaz hold it down I keep my actions above you Below the ground I blow a pound and be excited as sh*t It never occured to me gettin' pissed and mad at the world Could be a criminal with hot hands and nines in his grip Not blamin' pitiful cats for the lame excuse for the packin' of tools Open you up like a surgeon occupation ni**a [R.E.U.] Maaaaaan you shouldn't give a f**k got some guns load 'em in the pick up truck Call ya' mans pick 'em up get the dutch Spics and niggaz collide but where our mental is aimed? Doing drive-by's in rentals with James Or whatever his nickname is cuz when inhalin' smoke Comin' down's like f**k it I'm never gon' get famous For better livin' yeah and my patience is broke It seems as if my better livin' goes away with the smoke [Clowd9yne] Relightin' the trees now I'm up in the class with grade A Hydro Nobody's hyper than me man - I'm a survivor through this hard time of bein' off And now I'm not and Clowd's more wanted than Osama Can't balance too much stress and good ganja Me extraordinary style misunderstood kind of - Chief somethin' nigg