SMOKEE TOKESS

SMOKEE TOKESS - Light It Up lyrics

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Light It Up / Smokee TokessEvery fucking day, yo yehevery nightthey call me Smokeesame shit shit different toilet[Verse 1]It's likewe smoke, we dirnkwe sex a lotwe got hosand linksand becks and shotswe got weed, everywhereon the table, on the stairson the floors, on the chairsmutherfuckers running scaredStep inside the mind of a liver rhymerI put the fiver inside the grinder and light theinspiration, light that inspirationthat fucking inspirationlight that mutherfucker upStep inside the mind of a liver rhymerI put the fiver inside the grinder and light theinspiration, light that inspirationthat fucking inspirationlight that mutherfucker up[Verse 2]So re-evaluate the crap you takethe backs you have to breakfor the stacks you makeTokess is backthe rap decapitating, theygot no hurt in they livesor words on their mindall you get is toy rappersmaking nursery rhymes, I'mrunning the ministry like the rap paramilitarythe sinisteryou never heard of nothing similarGet ready for regime changeyour shit is teen ageleave you 90 degrees laidlike a stampede, mateI'm narcissistic, pass the buscuits and the splifs kidShit, we just convictedof a criminal case, the mineral hazetrees, money doesnt grow on itand when they running low on itthey come and wanna borrow itHe who laughs last laughs longestI'll make your bastards ass promiseto show a star homageI rap, thats, my modus operandimy reason for beingMC'ing bout what I'm seeing[Verse 3]now who the fuck do you think you arerunnin around making threatscoming out your car, and getting vexedright in front of me, in the yardso wat the fuck do you expectwhen I come back with the techand the iron barThrough the lungs comes the airshaking up your voiceboxand vibrating barewaving through the roombumping into every brearMaking em react and jump uplike they don't carewith they hands in the airThrough the lungs comes the airshaking up your voiceboxand vibrating barewaving through the roombumping into every brearMaking em react and jump uplike they don't carewith they hands in the air

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