The (o)

In the O all we do is fuck with that dro that shit that have you and your hoes coming out of those fucking clothes that good shit yeah I see you itching your nose twiching your hips licking your lips damn near about to fold cause that dro got you froze I told you this green ain't for boys cause we about to make some noise get them lungs poised and sit back and kick it until we get muthafucking evicted some people say i might be sadistic cause i been fucking with this dro up in the O living a life of sin not given a damn weather or not i get judged by them twelve men cause when i leave the court i'm still going to have a blunt in my hand got to, for all those fucking fans so fuck society and its plans you want to judge me for the shit i do in the O nothing crucial but fucking with this dro cause when i got stress i got to fill my chest cause by far i wasn't blessed so when i have a cardiac arrest in your town don't weep nor lose sleep just bring me another pound cause i love weed like i love my mounds cause you know the golden rule in the O we blaze until we can't smoke no mo! and yeah we blaze a few phillys for those hoes cause you no hoes smoke too just like me and you gotta show love for those fucking good drugs and if shit get hectic will just turn to the next page and start fucking with that Haze! you know cause thats how we do it in the O! you know! pufffff puffff puffff blowwwwwwwwwww! damn this shit got my nose burning! damn! some icky icky ickyyyyyyy!just keeping it real for those in the O you know role one for me your pale cursed! Written January 26th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 06:48 AM PST   20 • 0 • 14