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gavan boutin - item 9 lyrics

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[verse 1: gavan boutin]
smoking on some nine so fine
i cannot maintain my mind
shoot the clock ’cause i k!ll time
on the trip don’t know what il find

so d-mn wise but i’m so d-mn young
i’m the hero that is so unsung
roll a blunt and then i bust my lungs
i got paper cuts all up on my tongue

from l1cking the swisher
k-k!lling to the get the
collab with the k!ller
the hitter the ripper

ch-changing the rhythm
fall victim to fill in
the crack in the system
i’m living the villain role…

on this earth
i died and i’m back that’s re-birth
now you tell me what your worth
i can guarantee it’s lower

then my net-worth, my expert network
correct your best work
i connect on this record
collecting all of your souls because they’re backwards

dynasty will not run violently
cause peace with me just runs silently
cause i can tell where we really stand
by feeling the vibes and then breathing them in

settle inside and then read what they write
do not need no eyes ’cause your fooling my sight
my voice will project and it don’t need no mic
i’m rapping through all of this run in with life

and i’m feeling so fine
feeling so fine
i just be up and away item 9
it’s item 9

[verse 2: gavan boutin]
i’m the prodigy
here to fulfill your prophecy
i’m exactly what you wanna be
so follow me through this odyssey

honestly, my mind so d-mn far
from what you know, it’s straight from mars
grinding my weed and then i roll it in raws
my heart be hurting so this is my gauss

been dreaming so long
been hitting the bong
i will never findout where i belong
so all that’s left is write this song

feel the flow
speeding it up and i never gon’ slow
hotter then coal but colder then most
that is conflicting like a living ghost

i’m feeling your pull like you trying to measure me
testing my memory, lighting my j
give no f like the kennedy
always be loving ain’t no one an enemy

sep for the ones that are always just testing me
murdering beats so convicted of felonies
i do not listen to what you are telling me
i just smoke weed and do drugs like the 70’s

i’m a hippy
you don’t get me
you can tug and pull at both my sides
but you never gonna mother f-cking rip me

and i’m feeling so fine
feeling so fine
i just be up and away item 9
it’s item 9

- gavan boutin lyrics

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