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mood cru - greenery experience lyrics

[hook]

gettin high, feeling love, it’s the way to exist
no lows, vibe right, mary blows me a kiss
gettin’ high, oh yeah, gettin high (x2)

[handamonium]

the destination of depressive adolescence
all day haze, made a gift of the present
lesson learned from the herb, that’s the meta ascendance
know i’m an altered attendant, the sicka lippa defendent
du-du-du-d-mned up, zoomin’ like a toon through hoops
flash cash, twirl wraps, light pipes then groose
i wrote rhymes just to justify the sizzilin’, fiddlin’
hot hand youda never caught ‘em wigglin’, sickenin’
a dragon bedragged
scale checked, mail decked, lovin’ that lag
you rang twice? betta holler. better yet, don’t bother
less ya got somethin’ to proffer, take a seat and smell the water
every cone, another author and our tower’s gettin’ taller
subdued by the snickas, propelled by the well, getcha corticals thicka
potent blunts over potentials cuz the action is bigga
see me here, less monk, mo skunk, go figure…

[hook]

[kaydus]

plot. a coup d’etat on sober thoughts
thats a loop to wrought, or da salt of lot
pillars of a psychonaut for his psyche lost
better bet his hype is off-hyde loan the cost
a code of ra, settin’ hor’s apart
wrapped in tomb till the deus hark
tuned to the fruit, loose gods abuse
pepe got me missin all my meta cues
in lieu of le pew i’m drinkin’ robo-brew
thinkin’ logos gettin’ murdered by chronos soon
eye soom. paracusis mixed with revolution
chorus an illusion afflictions of delusion
poise gave the notion that the noises taken over
voices i once poisoned, seek a stake in my composure
the moment they were spoken, i was all too sober

[moud-e]

uh, simple dro soliloquies, silly me willingly went to thee so explicitly
i lean on weed, hydro blastin, packin like they’re prayer leaves
bayer? please, got my problems rolled out like a vacancy
a to z, all we speak are thoughts that twist recurrently
currency, all we see is green, but we face the heat
whiskey neat, crossin fades as crosses blaze with the weak
i seem bleak, stuck on rhymes accentuating ills in me
k!llin…we, surprise we inside nothing’s thighs, my oh my
life of mine, what you find yet another f-cking line
how a n-gg- ain’t sh-t without gettin other dimes

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