[Verse 1 Bones] At the top of Topanga Looking down on you We dont fucking know you Theres not a thing that we owe you New blade, new metal Blackwood on the gloss still handle SESH written on the sign Welcome to the land of the rhymes House made with our own two hands When you see its a whole new land Snakes sleep in the dirt Talk down you can sleep in a hearse Fresh green, pink roses Bees buzzing as Im backwood rolling All natural, when Im smoking All natural, when Im flowing Everything homemade From the drank to the fruit that we eat So close to the sun Wake up then I bloom Rocks underneath my feet Mud slide when it rain Everything that we dream Every plan that was made Right now all falling into place It aint fake cause we made it that way Fresh lemonade smoking in the shade Team SESH till the end of days Once you come to the trap There aint no turning back Microphone lotta drugs in the mattress Alcohol and some subwoofers blastin I dont rap, I make magic SESH
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