Текст песни WATERMELON L.S.D. BLUES (feat. Rob Buck, Lil EZ, sjl_online666 & Kermode Zay) - FLEAU

Yeah I chug my protein shake like it's my final hit of acid
I'mma roll a hundred joints
Catch me choking, I ain't passing 'til I pass out
Blood on the floor of my lungs, my life is cashed out
My consciousness is flying out my body like a frag bomb
I scream and shout, tryna run away from myself
And all my past vices
Yeah I'm dropping bombs on the track like I'm in ISIS
While EZ getting iced all on his 21st, it's a crisis
I'm rolling dices
The way I'm taking chances
Taking slices of my lungs and handing them to God
While I stack my muscle
I'm becoming Zodd as we speak
Your morals flawed
This beat I prod has got me feeling like a FLYGOD
My spirit byegone
Boulder shoulders like I'm Trigon
I'mma steal your style, finna twist it up
And then make it my own as I watch you get snuffed
The way you be winning is all because of luck
If it weren't for your colour you'd be in the muck
Where the fuck do these words come from?
My brain is too numb to be thinking of sum
Hope you hear all my secrets the way that my Locket be Crumbin'
I summon, she coming, I'm gone

Need a bitch like Wildstyle from the Lego Movie
Me and my shawty making hella movies
In Rob's room smoking crack I'm homeless
Call me soulless
She sucking my soul now I'm soulless
I want houses all over the world
Wanna be timezoneless
In Hawaii
In France
In Dubai making the bands
I ain't fucking with xans
Make a plan and I stick with it
Got blood all on my digits
My 21st, we drankin' like bums
That's your name all over these guns
Yeah your songs are buns
No cinnamon rolls, smoking a bowl
Smoking a bowl, and I'm killing this shit
Feel like Westside from the east side
Because I'm king of this shit
Ghosted a bitch now she pleading the fifth
She pleading to live
Rob make a Westside beat
I pull up, address the beef and spit some heat
She wanna see me naked
She wanna undress my meat
Take a seat and listen to all the shit I gotta say
I was sixteen, got my heart broke
Now I'm twenty-one, still folding bitches it's a travesty
She have them tapestries
I chase her down and she said, "don't come after me"
Now I'm rapping, and trapping
With big dreams
I'm going for broke, I'm going for broke
Neem inspired me
He said some shit like he started rapping like last year
Yeah that's me now
I miss Neem now
And I wish he was here
Yeah I wish he was here (yuh)

Yeah I'm gone but not forgotten
Everywhere I seem to go, fuckers remember my name
For shit that I thought was lame when I was younger
Bullied just for wanting to participate and join the game
But fast forward, now you locked up in the chains of society
You fucking bot, you built like a sheep
You ain't more shredded than me
You lil bitch I'm about to knock your ass out with my UWEC degree
While your bitch grind on me
She copping Aroma tees every week, so she stay looking clean
She giving me head out west while the mountain mist flowing down my chest
And yeah I'm sinning again, it's a test
Hucking coins in the fountain even though my luck never been the best
Soul of mine never seems to rest, and my life is a mess
Feel like I'm being checkmated in the game of chess
Every move I make is one step closer to my death
But I ain't dying anytime soon
I don't plan to fall while I'm under this moon
My life been artificial from the start
My experiences merge into one as I fall apart
I'm swimming on the beat like a loon in the middle of the lake
That's the contents of my heart
My soul a lonely loon in the midst of the wake, I'm swimming in the dark

In and out of consciousness
Wrapped in my sarcophagus
Folded what your mama said
Said she gonna pop a xan
Whip a gun out pop her man
Sip a forty, lock it in
Need to realize what my conscious says
Realize I went to bed
Realize why I felt the dread
But I grew up from what was wrapped and sewn in all the consequence
Love you, please don't tell me what my mama said
When I hit the lead
But I'm better now
At least that's what the zaza said
Confused on what the Sonny's Edge
But I end up overthinking why I was up on his mans
Now I'm off the meds
Now I'm feeling all that fogginess
Not again, not pretend
Hit the bed, lock it in
Feel my soul toppling
Lost what your God has said
Lost the whole lobotomist
Didn't catch all the mother fucking Artisans
Always knew you were the mother fucking snobbiest (ahaha)

Got my feet on the ground and my head in the sky
About a hunnid rounds packed in my waist at any moment in time
The money get passed around from the ground to the top
Until the crowd up there don't drop any scraps for you and I
Now what's left is some motherfuckers ready to die
For a fly chain or whip thinking that's what matters in life
No healthcare or free school but fucking dry they squeeze us
So how can you say don't bite the hand that feeds us
When we ain't got enough to survive
But I digress, it could be worse
I'm truly blessed upon this Earth
The Good Lord saved my life, gave me everything I needed to thrive
But after tonight need to repent, I'm a born sinner
And that kush is heavenly sent
Make me feel so alive
Turn the clock back about a quarter century
Balling like I'm OJ Simpson back in 1973
No helmet but I just might run you over off the Hennessy
And the way I just murdered this beat might ruin a legacy