[Intro]
"It has come to our attention that a mysterious force is loose somewhere in outer space. The mysteries of creation are there." "Up in the sky?" "Up in the sky." "The moon and the planets avail and new hopes for knowledge and peace avail. And therefore as we set sail, we ask God`s blessing on the most hazardous and dangerous and greatest adventure on which man has ever embarked."

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[Verse]
You haters mad, like a nipple slip the shit is showing
But 6 god damns and a beaver couldn’t stop my flowing
I’m going far and like a star I’ll shine until I’m glowing
Snakes in the grass? Well my ass won't let em' pass I’ll mow em'
And fuck em up, cutting em up then hide the bodies
And never speak about it at all, the Illuminati
Getting naughty in my mind, fucking hotties from behind
Don’t got a shotty or a nine I’m just a shawty on his grind
I live staying positive and give the masses loving
Cause they all like an ugly hoe, they ain't attracting nothing
Rapping like poker go all in to call your bluffing
Yeah I been bagged but that don’t mean i'm into cuffin
So, fuck a hoe I'm 'bout my paper like a doobie roller
And marijuana, if you lived my life would you be sober?
Hell nah, but if I had to I would do it over
Eyes red, this guy's fed, bitch I'm the truest stoner
My bitch a nudist moaner, your bitch defuses boners
My music blown up makes you madder than a Buick owner
And to the cats who want to kill me all you bums are jokes
Go ahead and slit my throat the shit is numb from coke
I wouldn’t feel it like nobody feels you
You hear my flow then try to steal it to be real to
Cause I spit in tact but the fact is that you wack as fuck
Yo shit is ass, forget the rap and quit your acting up
My flow is cold you getting told to zip your jacket up
But rhymes hotter than a sauna when you crack it up
So im, burning the wood and spittin obsurd
I chill in the hood but live in the burbs, I'm feelin so good and hitting the herbs
I spit this shit like it ain't nuttin to a muhfucka
I’m with your bitch and yep she cutting witta muhfucka
The chronic lit, and yep we hit it like a muhfucka
All I know Is dough I get it like a muhfucka

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