paroles de chanson Parachute Escape / Counseling - Da$h

Tell your mother I love her, nigga As the captain survive the battle Jacket made from Norwegian cattle Pills in my pocket sound like a baby rattle Stompin' to the cockpit of the stealth bomber, fuck karma Resemble Che Guevara in my recent pictures Piss expensive liquors (nigga) Sexin' on eccentric bitches, it was in the scriptures Of the good book, Salmon filleted by the good cook King of my castle, threw a shook crook Or a pawn piece, silk on the Don's sheets Hooked on the pharmies, my heads stashed where the bong be Da$h the field, you catch me where the Gods be Mt. Olympus, Hera as my mistress, eating shrimp up off a discus Bitch I really live this, check the quota Smokin' SOMA out in Wigoma, I'm on the Motorola Discussing cash of course A left jab from Zab had paid the mansion off Motherfucker it's him
And I ain't prayed in motherfuckin' months
So a nigga wonder where I'm goin' when I die
And lately I been talkin' to these blunts
Cause they the only ones that never ever told a lie
I'm either flyin' or I'm fryin'
I'm either flyin' or I'm fryin' nigga
I'm either flyin' or I'm fryin'
I'm either flyin' or I'm fryin' nigga

Yo, my self esteems on amphetamines
I'm a walkin' benzo
Got a bitch named Mckenzie but I just call her Kenzo
Stole her father Enzo, smokin' in it with the tints low
Now I'm schizo off the blunt
Did it for the stunt? Nah, did it for the bread
You in it for the love, bitch I'm in it for the head
Get it right, give a nigga wife rice out of spite
Made the game, you're playin' Fischer Price
Throw the dice
Hit the trips, bitches lickin' dick
Kiss the 'wood, grip the Remy fifth, now I'm feelin' tips
Get it jumpin, some pussy niggas think they pumpin'
My homie showin' up with somethin' sure to end the function
Ain't sane, whole squad got the set banged
And most of these rappers need a sex change
Chief hash, eyes lower than my jeans sag
It's "Free Mav" 'til they free Mav

{ Counseling}

Young and high as if Medusa cut her eyes at me
Cry when I'm happy, laugh when I'm sad
Sayin' she only going to college cause she trying to make her mom happy
Strung out so she don't fuck with her dad
And she'll do whatever it takes just so I could see the bigger picture
Realest nigga, roll the dope before a nigga dick her
Said she was a sniffer, but only on occasions
And I couldn't say I minded all these drugs that I be taking
Conversations, situation got her ridin' like she brakeless

But maybe she wanted out, I never asked the bitch
But that actavis and hash and cabbage spliff will have you on some bastard shit
Muscle relaxers injested after I crashed the whip
She started screamin' so loud that a nigga had to smack her, shit
Now I'm a lone ranger
Saddle crafted after mastiff skin, so you can see I'm on my bullshit
Like a preacher from the pulpit
Or a skeezer with a full lip schemin' on a full grip
"Fuck 'em", ain't much more that a nigga could tell her
Heads spinnin' like propellors, vision impaired, Helen Keller
From this Crown that I'm drowning in
I found a pool full of liquor and I dived in it
Ride tinted, lime scented, dimes in it
All these rap lines is just the life that I'm livin'