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obijuan - offshore lyrics

methuselah maneuver lucid
you don’t compute it
produce the super computer and use it
they see your beauty and abuse it
lay a limb on my loot and lose it
heart bleeding all over the music
the worst thing they did was bought me a bike
if moms working, be there before night
little baby in the slums in all day
summer suns and money to make
saw shxt that made my tummy ache
this n+gga threw up the honey bun he ate
can’t even stomach a yummy rum cake
heard a slug punched him in the face
blood on the rug and the drapes
allah screaming ‘what a disgrace!’
local even where im from far away
the blunt aglow and they stargaze
still go through good ones and dark days
find me offshore swinging sharp blades
noticeably dope sells, but art pays

the most holy place
three story chamber lord embrace
we blow the oui’d smoke with grace
dig it like spades. this a ace
moonwalk away and give me sp+ce
we used to dunk the ball into milk crates
they usually can’t resist if your deal great
plus if your sk!ll equate
personally cooked what’s on my dinner plate
kobe throwing drawls in the hamper
clean up like a pamper
play the corner like a camper
dump a chum bucket and throw the anchor
you need to learn to control your anger

my next song a millennium long
the bonelli blew, we thought it was a bomb
orders from new york to vietnam
for sp+ce, i need at least an arm
police told me ‘keep it calm’
only at ease if the reefer strong
a loan bare palm beat the gong
the same finger that made heater bong
honey and milk. kush and lumbers
this the ink that wrote the book of numbers
ain’t none of my dogs shook of thunders
god journal one of the worlds wonders
a sane man learn from his blunders
poke his voodoo doll until he chunders
hold the spirit of the first hunters
n+ggas almost been through thirty summers
eat a mushroom like the plumbers
me and looms. in purple and green hummers
we been ill since newcomers
sushi with seaweed and cucumbers
filet blade through the blue runners
come against me and who slumbers
we beat more sticks than few drummers
most of these new dudes is stunter’s

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