TaskRok - Northern Lights lyrics

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TaskRok - Northern Lights lyrics

[Verse 1 : TaskRok] You put the flower in the grinder and you crank it In bed with Mary, you could find her in my blanket You got fire, I'ma blaze it, call it rise to the occasion Fat shatter patties, budder drying in the basement I don't need no provocation to smoke, my occupation's to toke Even though it's also making me broke Come on Barrack Obama gotta lend some change with the stroke of the pen Quit persecuting all of those you're supposed to defend How'd it be, taking tokes of the Sour D, hourly Gone like a falcon on the balcony I'm trippin when I'm out of weed I need a Buddha sack, that Pre-98 Bubba, Headband, the Super Jack Blowing never get far, opening the fresh jar Little Skywalker choking on the d**h Star Spoil bragger, e-nail coil rapper Royal shatter rapper spitting harder than my oil spatter [Hook] My whole click keeps blowing all the gla** Growin all the gra** and smoking all your hash It's a green rush But we ain't in it just for cash We in it for the love till d**h dust and ash [Verse 2 - Action Bronson] I'm in the kitchen and I'm frying chicken Eyes chinese, been getting hiney since the 90's Cold honey and a parchment paper, hit the nail Now I'm gone like when the wind hits the sails Mami keep the bail for me cause she know that I be doing wrong Now the beamer look like it got ewings on Move strong, my b**h is j**ish with a blue thong Dabbing award winner out the new bong Adjust the nail on the rig, now I'm sweating Keep the pen in my pocket, I'm always rappin Seven dabs open my visiano at the table I'm known to order duck like Donald [Hook] [Verse 3 : TaskRok] Recession proof, I never need a bail out I'm waiting for the postman, my d** are on his mail route I can do anything myself except for self doubt So I don't ever seek help, I only help out It's mad work, we doing lots of trimming Then getting stoned like Islamic women When cops slippin, the system is flawed Isn't it odd, when Gods given us plans When it's stances that laws forbid them And watch out if you black and you speaking Spanish Cause that racist law was made to attack and defeat Hispanics It's propaganda, we laughin at reefer madness But the privatized prisons will profit when people vanish That's why I feel like the loneliest dude The only one out of my friends without a Mobius tube It's rude, I don't collect, I just buy and I use I kinda abuse, my gla** clogged, try and defuse, you lose [Hook] (Samples) [Verse 4 : TaskRok] That bacon quave with the eggs man, I see you on some other sh** Fabulous, makes me wanna beam aboard the mother ship For many too mafia, and Darby guns, it's a take over Spitting fire like my man Bates gla** flamethrower Smoking in my bath tub, cause f** the damn club I'm home alone, taking dabs out my HAMM bub It's all American, no phoney'ish My only wish is I had a never ending supply in my Burtoni dish Staying at the raddest inn, taking dabs at Addison San Francisco stop to meet with Julio and dab again We link with Chad and stay in san diego Backstage at the bay cup, blazing with Danny Danko Peace to Magweedo, Topher, and Toke Daddy FunkMaster Kush, let's twist up a bush and smoke fatties And big ups to Wheezy feel like every show You seem to always save our a** yo wherever we go Hey yo, my buddy juggy acting funny off a hubby bar Looking like a poo bear with his head stuck in a honey jar Each etize sweet, at the hard rock Rockstars carving out, I spark from the bar stuff My life's one big oil adventure I'm laying honeys and making moneys like coil condensors Let's go [Hook]

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