Текст песни 2nd Hand Smoke

I represent the East side, no peace

Fuck the police

We tell you to increase the deceased at least

A grown man tellin you something that he believe

Practice to deceive, no more tricks up my sleeve

What the fuck bitch, chuck bitch

Why you talkin shit?

Better duck bitch.

Before your dome get hit.

This shit is Twiztid deeper than that Old French braid.

Stickier than jam and jelly phased, kick it

Everybody else real talkin bout something.

What you thought you heard bitch,

Can it, cause your frontin.

Dead wrong.

Dinner table conversations.

Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions.

Part of the contamination of Mind State.

Sleep in a dream, hopin it's gone when I awake.

Mama think I'm a play on play serial killa

Fruitloop biting my mind like Godzilla

We survive like catipillas in cocoons and caskets

Stretch the industry like elastic

So fantastic, like the Newport cigarette that I smoke.

Hit the motherfucka till I choke

I brag and I boast about nothin

Death, dying, and hoes fuckin

So understand that he's saying something.

Never be heard I'm underground with the dirt and grime

Smashin heads be my reason for rhyme

I'm on time like a motherfucka

Leavin you hangin in the forest

Standin in some comfortable shifts like Chuck Norris

Check the chorus

Second hand smoke when you breath.

Remember what I told you always believe.

You relieve on the Monoxide Child and wild.

Travel the world on nine cloud screaming loud.

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

You phony bitches wanna shut me down

Pullin plugs on the microphones.

Hatin on the individual handle Mr.Bones

Hope your speaker's ain't ohms or they dead blown

If they aren't turn this motherfucka up and mash on

As we blast off bitch ass niggas at fast rates

Growin at a fast pace made my heart race.

Lookin death in the face and I don't even shudder.

If my woman starts cheatin motherfuck her, bitch

I'm out my cell
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Seen weed, fame and wealth

So take your hopes and dreams,

And put that shit back on the shelf

Cause we rollin in a ride far from stolen

Cigarette lighters, power windows, wood grade motors and

Takin curbs with ease, blowin trees, lookin Chinese

Hopin that the cops ain't tailin me.

Tryin to violate the glass house

Nigga pass the blunt before you pass out

Cause now it's on, pushin hubcaps

Patrollin the hood, so fuck that.

Heard the shit and the shit is all wack

Plannin the attack, cause we move when it's dark at night

Believe the rumors, cause they probably all right.

Outta sight like concealed weapons and drug trades

Barricading your door for the raid

And in the shade is a sawed off double-barreled pump

Lookin for mothafuckas who wanna jump.

Cause I got 13 bullets in my pocket I'm a mad man

My trigger finger turnin suckers to sand

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Distraught from head trauma

You can't even see the drama

I get the persona from marijuana

At night I lay stressed with no place to go

All by my lonely screamin out fuck that show

Cigarettes, blunt smoke I love the smell

Player hate me cause I smoke, burn in hell

Cause it ain't for everybody

I live to sever bodies so melancholy

Suicide is just a folly and I'm out

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke (what, what)

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke (what)

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke

Second hand smoke, second hand smoke, What

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke (yeah)

Free your mind

Breath it in second hand smoke (right)

Free your mind

Breath it in

Twiztid 2nd Hand Smoke