Casisdead - Spaced lyrics

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Casisdead - Spaced lyrics

NICE, NICE I KEEP IT BASS I KEEP IT SPACE I KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT I KEEP IT THRICE YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT SPACE SEE IT NA I SMOKING ON THIS HAITIAN'S GOT ME SEEING CONSTELLATIONS, SO FOR NOW I'm NOT AVAILABLE FOR CONVERSATION I'LL HIT YOU BACK IN DUE COURSE IF YOU PATIENT AS SOON AS I RETURN FROM MY SPACE EXPLORATION, I'm PUFFIN' ON THIS HERB' LIKE IT'S NEAR IT'S EXPIRATION, THE SMOKE SO THICK YOU NEED A SAT NAVIGATION JUST TO GET TO THE BACK FOR THE FOOD AND BEAR CASES, TOKING SO BRAZEN, LIKE WE'RE TYING TO CATCH CASES, CANINE AND TINTS GOT A ni**a STAR GAZING CAME TRUE THIS DEEP DANK DAT WE'RE BLAZING THEY SAY IT'S FROM DAM AND IT'S SO DAMN AMAZING A SUPER LENG WILL MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE YOU BEEN LACING, OR CHASING I'm IN THE ENTERPRISE WITH MASON ni**aS STRAPPING UP LIKE WE ABOUT TO GO RACING JUST GOT THE BLUES AND IT'S A LITTLE FRESH TASTING sh*t STILL WET LIKE WE WASHED IT IN THE BASEMENT I'm WASTED NICE I KEEP IT BASS I KEEP IT SPACE I KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT I KEEP IT THRICE YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT SPACE SEE IT IN MY EXQUISITE ECSTASY PILLS GOT ME TALKING EXCREMENT AND EXPRESSING HOW I FEEL THE BUZZ IS EXCELLENT, THEY SAY THAT SEX IS UNREAL ECLECTING THESE PINK ROLEX'S WRESTLE MY REFLEX'S STEPPING OUT THE LEXUS RX WITH HIS EX'S X AMOUNT OF X AND CIGARETTES IN HIS WESTWOODS HEADS A MESS, TOO MUCH CHEMICALS INGESTING sh*t FLYING ROUND THE ROOM LIKE IT WAS INCEPTION WORLD SO PERPLEXING, TOO MUCH BRUDDAS SPEND TOO MUCH TIME FLEXIN' fu*k ALL THAT GEEZ ROUND HERE WE ON A NEXT TING DEXEDRINE AND ZES YES IT'S SPACE LIKE THE JETSONS THIS fu*kING BATCH GOT ME STEPPING LIKE HESTON COMPLIMENTS TO THE CHEF IT MUST HAVE BEEN HESTON BOUND TO MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN WITHOUT ANY QUESTION WHAT YOU SEE HERE WELL THAT'S A SERVING SUGGESTION NICE I KEEP IT BASS I KEEP IT SPACE I KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT I KEEP IT THRICE YEAH WE KEEP IT NICE I KEEP IT SPACE SEE IT IN MY NASA, NAS, THRICE OFF MY FACE CANT LOOK PASS CANT LOOK THORUGH BUT I SEE YEAH THROUGH THAT CLOUD OF SMOKE ni**a, THORUGH THAT CLOUD OF, UGH UGH CLOUD OF ETAL IN OUT INHALE AND I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL PUT THIS IN MY MIND STRAIGHT OFF THE DOOR THIS IS MY MOTHERfu*kING, A CLASS NINE I'LL COME TO YOUR HOME RUN INTO YOUR DOOR WITH MY RHYME NASA LI NASA

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