[Intro]
Rollin' up some paper
Tobacco [?] (Syringe) lotta people
Landfill, shouts out to Landfill
Landfill, Landfill
Feed myself some porridge, like oatmeal
Nah, what the fuck is porridge?
I got the [?]
Yeah, I got the [?]
[?] with the new, new, new, new [?]

[Verse 1]
Rollin' up some paper
Tobacco, see you later
Always bad choices
Drivin' around with a [?]
Went to the store
I felt so low till I got me that new [?]

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
That's [?]
Smokin' on the plants in the fields
See how they [?]
Railroad construction
The 1880s was real
Now we puttin' more gas out
[?]
Sound like I'm crying
With the machine's help
N***a, why you crying?
The potatoes are frying
Gotta wait till this microphone does its little crackle
As it does and everything
[Bridge]
Hold on, hold on
Nah, nah, nah, fuck that, I gotta loop the beat
I don't know what it's gon' be, [?]
But welcome to A Leaking Head V, we do cookouts on the side
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Syri-, Landfill, Syringe)
It ain't Syringe, n***a, it's fuckin' Landfill

[Verse 3]
[?] guitar but don't know how to play
And that's alright
Wanted to beat the drums, everyday
Used to do that
I put the shit in the paper
Light it up and then savor
Pegasus in the sky wearing [?] with the [?]
Fuck all of that cap rap shit
Time to be emotional for a bit
[?] paper
Inhale then savor
Pegasus in the sky, what a time to be alive
Will I survive?
You don't know that, neither do I
I got a bunch of old [?] on the shelf
Collecting more
I miss all my project files
It's on that shitty ass laptop [?] that no longer works
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Imagine all these [?] flying through the window
[?] out the window
Waiting for my package, ay amigo
[?]
I wear glasses as to block the UV from the sun
I ain't got no fucking sunscreen on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[?]
But you know, welcome to a A Leaking Head V, man
I'm telling you, everything off the top
I ain't got no [?] for y'all
Alright, onto the next track, buddy