no caps

[Herbal_Life]

I SIT BACK WITH THIS WEED, THAT GIVES ME JUST WHAT I NEED TO BREATHE,
I FEEL SO G'ED AND ALL MY ECSTASIES FULFILLED, IT'S A THRILLED OF AN ATTRACTION
DISTRACTION THROUGH THE FOREST & THE NIGHTS EMERGES DARX
INTO THE EMERGENCY LANE, FEELING NO PAIN Continues TO THRUST ON BITCHES LIKE BLUNT TYME WITH NO GAME, NO SHAME, & NEVER LAME

I FEEL LIKE I NEED A HIT A BLUNT OR CLAIM, SINCE NON IS AVAILABLE I THINK I'M GOING INSANE
SO I LOG ON TO DUBCC, POUR MYSELF 3 SHOTS OF HENNESY, WITHOUT COURTESY CALL OUT ON A BITCH MADE PUSSY!
NOW YOU SEE BLUNT TYME IS TOO FAR AWAY, TOO BLUNT FOR TV, NOW ITS TYME TO END HIS DYNASTY
TWO SHOT TO THE FACE & MY AIM IS WHERE I HIT EM, EVERY SINGLE BLOW I GET AT EM, IN THE FACE IN THE CHEST IN THE PUSSY

BLUNT TYME, it's time to run and don't you mothefuckin' hide.  Go to where I think you should reside, keep your pride & my rules you always abide
I like my bitches to be waiting to be killed on the spot, this way I don't gotta chase 'em around the Cap Cod.
What's more disturbing is fine bitches liking me and having the hots for all of my sick thoughts, sucking my dick while giving me props
Bitch Mc's like blunt tyme can't imagine the rhymes I've planned for you, right now its just warm-up and we just harvestin some crops

Tupac - "Ambitions az a Ridah" (Instrumental)

[westsiderider323]

you hide in the dark cuz too scared to see me
you must really be on that X if you think you can beat me
its easy to make mexican jokes when you aint got no skills
kill you and join ya mother it gave her the chills
still you aint got no dick to beat
when the Wendy's girl pulls down ya pants she asks where the beef?
this the DUBCC BBQ, im servin LAMB chops
NIK you cryin cuz Im feedin you hamhocks?
and lights is you mad cuz you havnt had ya fat cock?
im breakin you down piece by piece like slap chop
im the villainous villan you feelin
killin this village Im illin
my verses versus against you hurts this
place you in hearses and surface
like curtis somebody gon get layed the fuck out
bust out the C-Blue in me so
fucc lights and ya mother a ho
fucc the heineken, let blunt get him on this flow
satan takin over, thats the end of the armo