Spark Master Tape - GASINMYLUNG lyrics

"Father search my soul, take away my fear and doubts Any smallness that you find there, Father cast it out In Jesus name I pray" Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh (What motherf**er want the mac) Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh Cause I ain't smoking to get high uh I'm smoking to get by And I'mma smoke 'til I'm normal b**h I smoke cause I'm a stoner I been smoking for like a hundred years I ain't ever plan to stop Everybody in my gang bust shots And we toke gas 'till I broke a**, forget it Wake up in the morning want hash - I get it Wake up in the morning want cash - I get it Stay up with a mac like [?] and [?] Motherf**er I'm Riddick with a red eye b**h motherf**ing ask yourself In a foreign whip, race seatbelts Blunt be bigger than an 80's cell Catch me cap pilling drug dealing Stealing cash f** you hiding out We see yo a**, find you like we selling cats sh** I don't even know man, I'm too stoned for this sh** Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh (What motherf**er want the mac) Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh (paper platoon) Cause I ain't smoking to get high uh I'm smoking to get by And I'mma smoke 'til I'm normal Surprise motherf**er You don't like my sh** I don't like you f** yo' self and go listen to Wiz I'mma make stacks and handle my biz Follow your trends, follow your girl While I f** the world (follow yo' girl while I f** the world) Follow your world and I f** the world again (then I f** yo girl again like) Uuuhhh, you don't want none with a marijuana Smoking mothaf**a' that'll run up on yo' kids Put a pipe all in yo b**h Borrow your life like that's our sh** f** all these cops tryna halt my bricks (Last week when this sh** got deep) Add to the rap sheet blood on my clique Cause what happen when a pig run-up on a picnik Oink We have multiple suspects here Hello motherf**er Drop your weapon *blam* Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh (What motherf**er want the mac) Gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I got gas gas gas in my lungs I been smoking, uh uh (platoon) The goal is destruction, pure and simple Your mind must be tuned to a new pitch To go after your enemy all out - no holds barred To hurt, to cripple, to k** - this is war And now the walls is watching Alone my set is scheming Paranoid, am I dreaming My squad look like demons Spark Shots from the bottle can't stop now With a vision of my grave Nightmares of my victims And they say my name (Joker laugh) Uuhhh I'm coming for your throat Platoon Shoutout to J-k**a Crip Platoon Shoutout to