Stone Cold - Chris Webby, Kembe X

This that raw non-fictional

Mythical creature that’s unequivocally lyrical

LSD ingested 'till the visuals are visible

(?) from my peripherals

And sitting with Sitting Bull in my living room

Got all this medicinal sticky filling the pipe

While we doin' all these traditional Native American chants

Reaching out to the spiritual side of life I’ve been missing

While caught up in this digital reality we live in and shit been making me

miserable

Ain’t no more original, nothing is indigenous

Everyone’s living vicariously through the insta' pics

Of whichever disposable celebrity their interest is

Bunch of idiots who rise and fall as quick as Icarus

I don’t need no pharmaceutical, my mind is limitless

Rare one, you know know though, that’s why your girl is into this

Said she’d never been this high before and I believe her

So break that tree up

Baby come and follow the leader

They see me rollin' up the pot

And your girl’s never been so stoned

She said «that boy so hot»

She knows I am everything that you are not.

(yeah)

They see me rollin' up the pot

And my world never been so blown

Love is everything I got (Webby, I got you)

I’m gettin' (duece, I got you) mine while I’m on that clock

Ay, I used to smoke it by the ounce

Why you bitin' down?

Motherfuckers selling swag

I might have to buy 'em out

Check ingredients before you try to bite the sound

Nigga’s breaking promises like they’re too broke to buy a vowel

Black-top baller (uh)

Schemin' on arenas

Shoot my shot then turn around

I think I’m Gilbert Arenas

Growing my own wings, put that on uncle Remus

Freedom fiends, mind over matter

Your matter’s fecal

Don’t let your pride have you lookin' like a goofy

It’s two seats open for viewing, my life’s a feature film

Can’t fuck with groupies

Just Suzie to keep me Gucci (uh)

She think she love me and I think love is confusing

Crossing lines is a hobby of mine

Watch your step when on my property, that’s (prolly a mine)

Bombs, missiles, knives for the weapons formed against me

All of them thoughts of killing me off, them shits all in your mind

They see me rollin' up the pot

And your girl’s never been so stoned

She said «that boy so hot»

She knows I am everything that you are not.

(yeah)

They see me rollin' up the pot

And my world never been so blown

Love is everything I got

I’m gettin' mine while I’m on that clock

I’ll lay that mack down

'Til she pass out

Got a slow jam

In the background

What is child’s play to a grown man

I’m a whole man with the fam' now

Smoke a blunt right on the porch

Posted at my granny' house

A hard knock block is something to up the ante 'bout

Hustle in my blood, I’ve been doin' what I gotta do

Until I am the headlining act preforming at Bonnaroo

Baby, I’m just here for the day

And this ain’t quite a vacation unless you plan on coming through

Throwin' clouds when I’m loud blazin'

And I keep my head down like a cow grazin'

The crowd favorite

But I grew up

A fuckin' screw up

Gorilla Glued up

I do what

I fuckin' feel like

Not givin' two fucks (What?)

Liquor that’s helping me loose up

the world

I’m knocking ash on my new 'bucks

I grind 'til I need new trucks

Fillin' booze up in a few cups

Lemme loosen up and I reload

So I would suggest that you duck

They see me rollin' up the pot

And your girl’s never been so stoned

She said «that boy so hot»

She knows I am everything that you are not

They see me rollin' up the pot

And my world never been so blown

Love is everything I got

I’m gettin' mine while I’m on that clock