[Chorus BVA] Yo Whats your weapon of choice do you use to soothe your mental? I choose weed cause it helps plus prevents too The method you use to get wrecked and confused I forget about the blues when Im dipping in a sack of What weapon of choice do you use to soothe your mental? I choose weed cause it helps plus prevents too The method you use to get wrecked and confused I forget about the blues when Im dipping in a sack of the [Verse 1 BVA] Green gold, poormans champagne Tell that kid, I dont want none of his shit if its damp again The way it soothes the pain Its man I cant explain The weather in life is shit but I dont feel the rain Cause Im relaxin Sticky green packed in The papers, the vapours? Hits my lung and its reactin ahhhh Now Im all high, me munchin on Chinese Ill just lie on my back, bitch you can ride me An aphrodisiac, makes me wanna feed the cat Wheres Beaver at? Hes probably sleepin with an empty sack Plenty of raps cause Im focused pumpin tracks Crumblin buds thats fat, exhale and speak the facts Thats just how I was raised man, Im a Glastonbury veteran Never handing money till its past the inspection Dodge the tick collection, an everyday investment You can hear it my words, theres a connection [Verse 2 Dirty Dike] Its like a struggle with my mind inside a cider bubble Psychedelic cypher, scuffle die beside a pile of rubble Fuck a nipple man, Im off to buy some wine to suckle Lying on my back singing Busta Rhymes, mines a double Im buying fuck all! Mission on a mine sweep Fishy mister pisces Living in the nineties Alright Beevs Lets find a little nature spot Cause youve been blazin pot and Ive been wasted off this crate of scotch Playing dead? Maybe not Behaving like a crazy knob Falling out my trousers everyday so raise the Baileys, wot! Thats just the way that I was raised And Ill stay the same baby till Im laying in my grave This is swiggin fruit liquor, booze and anything resemblin Liquor few, live and prove everything Im mentionin So give the glass back, Ill smash it in your fucking mouth Pull my trousers down and start shoutin in your mothers house [Verse 3 Kashmere] The liquid acid sent my brain into a twisted passage I was flipping backwards, kissin rabbits Thinkin this is average Normally travellin to oblivion Javelin to the brain, babbling to a Simian Enter the psychedelic kaleidoscope Its kinda dope The liner notes said recline and smoke The DMT, DMT! To strike the mind like an EMP Bzzz! 20 leagues beneath the sea on Kepler 22B Nearing chrysanthemum Tumbling down the multicoloured maelstrom Of the infinite, energy rays Geometric lifeforms, you know I fucked up Nobodys in but the lights on Communicating with God, hes there, right in my face My souls about to explode, they put me right in my place Pure astonishment, acknowledgement of a novice accomplishment Diving off the deepend Dying on the weekend [Chorus]
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