LEN lyrics : "Things We See"
The things we see
In the 323
A blunt or two or 3
A perfect recipe
They never figured out how I think,
And to that I take a fuckin drink
I think
It's time to hit the fuckin sink
After the drink
Or the toilet, I'm gonna spoil it, anyway
Hit the bud anyday
But hey, that's just the swissen heights way check it
Why can't I chill in peaceful silence
These mothafuckas play with methodical violence
The science, of mental defiance
All these mothafuckas feel like they gotta lie, its
A fuckin shame, you had a brain, like Coltrane
Shit had to get buck, now you feel no pain
Fuck man, I got killin on my mind
Why's shit gotta be so thrillin' all the time
Chillin' on a dime, encased in a cigar
I got a fuckin scope, incase you get far
So far, no car can take me the distance
I reach when it comes to persistence
You wish this, dude named len was just a dream
Bad for you, cause it ain't what it seems, shit
And don't forget, the swiss ain't delicate
Ya got good stuff, we got betta shit
Ya betta get, ya crew and ya kung fu
Ready to, get flavorful
I savor you
Fucking pricks witchya head on a stick
Fuck around and you'll get picked
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