Текст песни Fruit - 93FEETOFSMOKE

Im off a pack
In the back
Tryina calm down
Only flax
Only spin round
The block now
Lag from jet
In my bed
Made a hideout
Ghillie suit
Imma sue
Head ass tap out
Imma psychic
If you shoot
Imma nuisance
To the loot
Death dot
Under my boot
Wont find me
Burning books in the streets
Theres no pages no ink
I pray to god thru a screen
Wait
Yeah
Because my nerves
Might make me throw up
Wheres the faucet
Need some water
On my temple
3 stripes
You can run it like its simple
Litebrite
Minnesota on my dental
Yeah
Because my nerves
Might make me throw up
Wheres the faucet
Need some water
On my temple
3 stripes
You can run it like its simple
Litebrite
Minnesota on my dental
Taught the fruit how to eat itself
I'd do the same damn thing
Stuck on the shelf
And this a long damn flight
To be by myself
Its not my damn business
When they drag you to hell
Fuck your clique hold grudges
Like I climbed outta well
And that road not silk
It still come thru the mail
No ya words ain't slick
Jib ain't cut for retail
So don't come round here
With a story to sell
Because my nerves
Might make me throw up
Wheres the faucet
Need some water
On my temple
3 stripes
You can run it like its simple
Litebrite
Minnesota on my dental
Yeah
Because my nerves
Might make me throw up
Wheres the faucet
Need some water
On my temple
3 stripes
You can run it like its simple
Litebrite
Minnesota on my dental
Taught the fruit how to eat itself
I'd do the same damn thing
Stuck on the shelf
And this a long damn flight
To be by myself
Its not my damn business
When they drag you to hell
Fuck your clique hold grudges
Like I climbed outta well
And that road not silk
It still come thru the mail
No ya words ain't slick
Jib ain't cut for retail
So don't come round here
With a story to sell