DUDLEY PERKINS - Lung Specialist lyrics

rate me

Craddle recks on my feet

Cush is pretty sweet

I play cush out

Blunts on repeat

Two packs down,

You bound to have a seat

Most faces meet and greet the concrete

Small lungs, couldn't breathe

In this session

That we burn, please don't ever

Doubt 'til were done

Still recite from TMC out

Cypher with the palm,

I see your fables in Rome

Twist, don't point,

Eyes are more than sight

Never too loose

Or almighty tight

I did it right

Feeling the mind out

I'm feeling the high now

'Less you feelin' on my self

Creating my own clouds, despite this loud

Pinpoint in a lost crowd now

That's my kind

I'm never gonna hold out on my green time