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craig hop the king - grove lyrics

[verse 1]
i rap vicious
the shit i smoke off your wish list
i ain’t got the time for these b-tches, kid
this life i live is committed
to be sinning and winning
my friend you know it’s delicious
my tendencies be malicious
i tend to be that sadistic
contender like de niro
take this blunt to my neuro-
loud smoke so i can’t hear though
don’t give a f-ck, i’m a weirdo
or spyro, burn it down
high grade, no cap and gown
i be that pyro with the crown
(p-p-pyro with the crown)
blue dream and sour diesel
mix it up with sacred beetles
swear that i was born evil
everything i love illegal
swear i was born regal
or had the eye of an eagle
like altair-
they say that it ain’t fair but i’mma still drop the flow lethal
i’mma still smoke up my people
i’mma stop worrying bout shit
cause theres too much life to be lived
and there ain’t enough me to give
and they say they do this shit for the kids
but who they kid, this for my future son
pay a college bill of a number one
f-ck a college bill, let my knowledge run
put my parents up off like one tour
buy a bag of weed off my own decor
wait a minute
i can see the reason why all of these haters sore
and what they hate us for
it’s undebatable
im unbeatable off this clove
hotter than an auschwitz stove
go on kid

[chorus]
burn the whole grove
burn the whole grove (grove)
burn the whole grove (x4)

[verse 2]
don’t believe me just watch
cop that medical by the crop
i smoke hella grove with my squad
keep yo eye closed y’all fraud
plato built you the cave
play on yo digital wave
me? i’mma smoke until babylon fall
cause i ain’t no slave
no-no-no, fresh out my grave
i got my own soul to save
why i be rolling this potent
and take it straight to the flames
tgp
you can not f-ck with me
make sure they know the name
i say i love what i’m living
given this energy focused
i feel aligned by this lotus
i heal my mind with this lotus
keep my real homies close, but my opponents the closest
(pow pow pow)
rap game super sayian
way i atone these vibrations
getting stoned with my masons
blow that vapor out adjacent to these people paper chasing
smoke that k!llah, straight jason
bet it hit wit me no trace
and good gracious, that grove bodacious
these fools so basic
this grove it gon’ take me places
my own oasis-
for some bohemian meditation (shhhh)
but homie don’t tell
you was in first, but i got the blue shell
light that emergency
you ain’t heard it from me
good weed been the recipe
since moses smoked with the third degrees

[outro]
smoking blunts since high school
like “oh my god ain’t i cool”
my eyes lower than my iq
pray to god i ain’t die soon (x4)

- craig hop the king lyrics

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