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oogee wawa - the circle lyrics

[chorus]
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it, yeah

[verse 1]
i’m sick of all these critics, they actin’ like they can rip it
you listen to them spit it, they finish, you hearin’ crickets
can’t book ’em for a show ’cause they can’t even sell a ticket
that’s what happens when you actin’ like you rappin’, you a gimmick
no (?) when you script it, no one will ever listen
i’m not hatin’ or dissin’, i’m just dishin’ you some nutrition
consistent above all else
i’m (?) the cards i was dealt, scratchin’ a piece of the wealth
what i’ve done is iconic, i spit it like i vomit
don’t feel it in my wallet, but, d+mn it, am i on it
ironic, i feel like i’m bionic
i keep running through these rings with knuckles, like i’m sonic
got a crew full of monsters, stompin’ on imposters
leave the scene a mess like italians eatin’ pasta
swing and you’ll be dreamin’ like you’re smokin’ ayahuasca
knots on your head like you’re tryna be a rasta
[chorus]
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it, yeah

[verse 2]
when (?) was your average savage
as a lean string bean in a (?) jean jacket
black backpack packed full of that green cabbage
back of the (?), you should smell it through the plastic
rah+rah+rah, puff like a dragon
i’ll pass the grass and still pass my classes
in+between hacks and laughs, i (?) rap sh+t
(?) and (?), stacked under my mattress
the mini+me had to literally be the epitome of stupidity
i better believe that i know (?) the old man putting his hands on me
the neighbors were all in the street
he lifts me off of my feet
“dad, it was only some weed!”
“somebody call the police!”
boy lives, boy grows, and boy dies
don’t be a jerk in the circle of life
what goes around comes back in due time
so, i’m here waiting on the sunrise
[chorus]
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it, yeah

[verse 3]
you stay inside of your bubble while i am sorting through the rubble
of a catastrophe, (?), yeah, i told you we in trouble
at a psych at the hubble, i need a blunt on the double
talkin’ problems? guess that you could say we got a couple
get your news from the news feed, radio makes my ears bleed
paranoid people tell me that i need jesus
because the end is nigh
if i’ma die, then i wanna be a little high lookin’ at the big guy
like, “oh sh+t, what up?”
i don’t know what i believe but i dont plan on givin’ up
i been searchin’ for something, hope i’m not grabbin’ at nothin’
and when i told you that i’m tryin’ my best, i ain’t bluffin’
gon’ be laid out the rent, now, what the h+ll you expect?
don’t even trip, i got a sold+out show the day after next
so now, i’m out here chasin’ paper, ready to meet my maker
i’m the best thing out of cleveland since lebron went to the lakers
[chorus]
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again (okay)
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again (yessir)
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again (okay)
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again (yessir)
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it, yeah

[verse 4]
yo, welcome to the spectrum, causin’ lyrical erections
never showin’ flaws, droppin’ jaws, movin’ low in all directions
what you expect from an amateur that be on this mic
you better take some notes on these quotes and get a pen to write
i’m high up on the mountain top
m+st+rbatin’ and plantin’ my seeds up on your mental crops ’til the music stops
that’s when you start chokin’, but when i’m not jokin’
you surely understand that i’m just simply thought+provokin’
yeah, that’s how i move around
i be runnin’ round town with my pants down, d+ck hard, wearin’ the crown
yeah, i’m never worried ’bout the status
the fact is i got the simplest lyrical apparatus
that’s the lips, you wanna kiss ’em
’cause you can’t even diss ’em
mixin’ it with the indica, always keepin’ it lifted
believin’ the sativa, and know when the (?)
so, just sit back, relax, get the green, and keep it twisted, like this

[chorus]
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again
youcould pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again
let it run around the circle, hit it again
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it (woo)
if you wanna smoke the herb, we gon’ hit it again (okay)
you could pass it to your girl, she gon’ hit it again (alright)
let it run around the circle, hit it again (yeah)
said we hit it, and hit it, and hit it, and hit it, yeah

[verse 5]
i’m a mixed drink that’ll put you on your ass
two shots of bradley nowell with a splash of johnny cash
twist a little piggy, chase it with a fifth of whiskey
i’ma burn the f+cker down when i come into your city, yo
i’m undeniable like climate change, i’m deranged
decade in the trenches, and i’m just beginning my campaign
blowin’ up, screamin’ “f+ck you” to the industry
time has come and gone for communion at my ministry
i hold grudges like aaron burr, (?)
put you in the ground and (?) you with the derringer (bup, bup)
self+recorded but irrelevant, the elephant
that’s walkin’ ’round the room that said you’re way out of your element
you’re blockbusters in a world with netflix
your block sucks, and i checked the metrics
you’re out of touch, out your mind, out the scene
i’ma write another record, while you share another meme, b+tch

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