paroles de chanson Chakras - Kill Bill: The Rapper feat. Rav

(This is the head of a pin magnified 100 times)
(What you see now is 200 micrograms of LSD)
(Now we can barely see that with the naked eye)
(This much LSD would kill plenty of people)

(LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD)
(LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD)

Smokin' on that loud pack
Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do
What you know about that?
What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew?
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick piff in my lung
I'm 'bout to blow my mind
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick bitch from the jump
I cannot close my eyes

Daffodil iris, sealed eyelids, feel quite lit, keef diamonds
Speakers still bumpin' that three times six
Always need my fix just to feel like this
Chill like bliss, real highness
Ill type spliff with a real tight grip
Girl scout cookies, that's still my shit
They appeal quite quick and conceal my id
Kid, yup, this is why I stay quiet
Try and enjoy my most private of thoughts
And fuck joy, I defy to define it
Stay high on the finest
Pull a blindfold on my misery
Middle fingers up, and their both for the industry
Never have I ever sold my soul to the enemy
Absolving self of deficit through fraudulent symphonies

Tryna get chill, excitement and thrill
Without them Vicodin pills, cause life gets too real
See life's too ill in this no-chill era
Your wallet big? My flow still better
All signs show I'm an error, whatever
I still face the man that I loathe in the mirror
Walkin' through a goddamn storm every winter
Nothing ever gets as fucking cold as the inner
So I force myself in a type of thought that beginners
Tend to pick up and drop once they forfeit and give up
But I'll never quit, finna climb a mile
Over the top, stay high a while
Lazy MCs? Let 'em bite my style
I exist so that you despise my smile

Smokin' on that loud pack
Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do
What you know about that?
What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew?
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick piff in my lung
I'm 'bout to blow my mind
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick bitch from the jump
I cannot close my eyes

Smokin' on that loud pack
Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do
What you know about that?
What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew?
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick piff in my lung
I'm 'bout to blow my mind
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick bitch from the jump
I cannot close my eyes (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)

It was big as a bitch in this bitch
Feelin' big as the kid from the Six
Walls drippin' and shit
Energies to siphon through, double cup full of Ivan Ooze
Cold sweat, man, I saw her face in the carbon shapes, I'm faded
Park it, play it, spark it, blaze it
Senses losin' all their parkin' spaces
Feel the fractals move, I'm high as pterodactyl shoes
Straight silly. These rappers try, but they just ain't Billy
Started droppin' bars when they dropped A Milli
It's like drivin' a bike, I'm 'bout to pop a wheelie
If y'all can't feel me, y'all need to stop
Rappin' out my room, all my dreams'll pop

I don't know no better, I'm a stupid kid
Just tryna make a million off of talkin' 'bout my uselessness
I don't know no better, what the fuck I told y'all?
Fucked up in the brain.
1-up in the frame
What you want a fuckn' gold star?
Bitch, I'm on 1 or 2 or 3 hoe
Roll up to your funeral, trunk bumpin' Migos
Got beef? We the bistro, uh
Got beef? We the bistro, uh
Get lost in the leaf smoke, uh
You don't know what we know

Smokin' on that loud pack
Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do
What you know about that?
What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew?
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick piff in my lung
I'm 'bout to blow my mind
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick bitch from the jump
I cannot close my eyes

Smokin' on that loud pack
Fuck around and Imma do what Imma do
What you know about that?
What you talkin' you ain't fuckin' with the crew?
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick piff in my lung
I'm 'bout to blow my mind
Got 'cid on my tongue
Thick bitch from the jump
I cannot close my eyes

(LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD)
(LSD, LSD, L-L-L-LSD)