Remington Iron - LAPSANG SOUCHONG lyrics

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Remington Iron - LAPSANG SOUCHONG lyrics

[Verse 1: Kool A.D.] Yes y'all and it don't stop Imagine a world without no cops Smoking weed in the streets with no hara**ment Ain't nobody breaking up the bashment Ain't nobody handing out like 50 lashes Ain't no momma crying in a napkin All because her son got blasted For putting his hands up And asking a pig "Please don't shoot me" Everybody do the right thing Like Mookie Shouts out to Luke, I feel jukey I'm kicking my truth in the booth So high like I'm sitting on a roof Like Snoopy f** the police they all Stupid a** dookie a** drug dealer groupies We don't need 'em Like a corner store that doesn't sell loosies Hella boosie man It was all a dream like Juicy Rolling through the town like sushi In a two seat Feeling groovy Zooted off a doobie Loving life like Desi love Lucy See me kick the rap so kookie Ah sookie sookie Sipping on lapsang souchong Loose leaf Who he? Victor? Nah Viktor Vaughn DOOM be Viktor Vazquez Hehe Kool A.D. - calm collected a** kid With the spectacles Throwin' y'all compact disks in receptacles Slipping on vittles that's delectable Um And listen to the art so collectible, rare Like a flank steak Used to have hairs f**ing long as a bank statement And I cut it off not just to make a statement I just didn't want to wash it Shout out to the Buena Vista projects See me at a Godstomper show In the mosh pit Man I got bars kid I'm awesome I still got it never lost it Alabaster Samovars Paper thin parsnip Slices with the lemon and olive oil Big face racking a wallet up f**ing promise you boy I feel like the half-black Action Bronson The half-white Ghostface Hoe cakes track runner backer still Crack sales rivalling Advil Swing the hammer Four swords on the anvil Seizer skateboards on the mantel The decors of a jazz man Canoeing through the fjords of a labrador Hop the bull horns like a matador Man is not a panavore Meaning he could not live on bread alone Ha! Tried to quit rapping but it wouldn't leave my head alone I'm a dog trying to get a bone paws That's a double entendre Nas with the metaphors and similes At least I like to think so Hella fools copy the style like Kinkos Y'all washed up and played out like Jinkos Me I'm evergreen like two pinko one stinko Your boy built for Cuban links bro Y'all live fast and think slow Me I'm vice versa that curse that Throw you in a hearse Jack Ain't nobody doing worse black Dick bigger than a church hat Throw me any beat I'ma murk that clean Hella mean I'm a jerk man Y'all style generic like Kirkland Diplomat immunity just like birdman Hit you with a left and a right Plus a third hand Y'all be working off slander That's third hand What's good with your man And plus your man I'm ashamed of my country like a German Bars make you thizz-face like Ew, germs man k** it like Saddam did, Kurds man Serve sand salad sandwiches Blander than the ballots Was described by the slickster Kool A.D. the self appointed God trickster Rock the skinny jeans like a hipster Your boy a fixture like Pfister huh Ayo Go on I go in in the sun like a blister Violent Femmes went to the school with your sister Or the zoo with your sister and kissed a mister Can I get a dollar man? f** it its a cla**ic man Remember that? Young A-lister Bend the hat brim like a white boy Asha brim 45 corner shop hype boy Haha Cop the Glock 9 That's a nice toy Sticking to the side of the pan Like fried rice, boy Damn I'm a nice boy Everything is everything

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