mach-hommy & tha god fahim - food grade lyrics
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[intro: tha god fahim]
uh
yeah
ladies and gentlemen
y’all already know what time it is
[verse 1: tha god fahim]
don’t peep in this kitchen, don’t worry what i got cookin’
’cause curiosity could k!ll a lion
my path enlightened, i predicted it just like the mayans
end of days, i got initiated into science (this a science)
i hear ’em cryin’ we facilitated an alliance
don’t get mad the dope sellin’, ’cause you n+ggas buyin’
i ain’t into the wrinkled clothes, so i keep the iron
i can float in the double+r or i can push the cayenne; i am
the best that еver did it, n+gga, admit it
how could he be this wеll+presented when finessin’ them digits?
when i lift the ar, it look like i’m caressin’ a midget
with a maximum dps so i can barbecue chicken
it’s mister culprit; i’m constipated, finna drop mo’ sh+t
with the legend mach, comin’ from port prince
my jersey bear the number seven like mike vick
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme real sick
[verse 2: mach+hommy]
[verse 3: your old droog]
[verse 4: mach+hommy]
[outro: sample]
science, man
here you are
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