Task Rok - Northern Lights lyrics

rate me

feat. Action Bronson

You put the flower in the grinder and you crank it

And there with mary you could find her in my blanket

You got fire, I’ma blaze it, call it rise to the occasion

Fast shot of patties, but the drier in the basement

I don’t need no provocation to smoke, my occupation’s a toke

Even though it’s also making me broke

Come on Barrack Obama gotta lend some change with the stroke of the pen

Quick prosecuting all of those supposed to defend

How’d it be , taking tokes of the sour d, hourly

Gone like a falcon on the balcony

I’m drippin when I’m out of weed,

I need a budda sack, that pree 98, bubba head band, the super jag

Blowing never get form, opening the fresh jaw

Little skywalker choking on the death’s door

Spoil bragger, eat nail coil rapper

Royal shatter rapper spitting harder than my oil splatter

[Hook]

My whole click keeps blowing all the glass

Copin all the grass and smoking all your hash

But we ain’t in it just for cash

We in it for the love till death dust and ash

I’m in the kitchen and I’m frying chicken

Eyes chinese, been getting hiney since the 90’s

Call honey and a blustering paper, hit the nail

Now I’m gone like when the wind hits the sails

Mami keep the bail for me cause she know I be doing wrong

Now the beamer look like it got new wings on

Move strong, my bitch is jewish with a blue tong

Padding award winner out the new bond

Adjusting nail on the vic, now it’s sweating

Keep the pen in my pocket, I’m always rappin

7 dads open my fiziano at the table

I’m known to order duck like Donald

[Hook]

My whole click keeps blowing all the glass

Copin all the grass and smoking all your hash

But we ain’t in it just for cash

We in it for the love till death dust and ash

Recession proof, I never need a bail out

I’m waiting for the mailman, my drugs are on his mail route

I can do anything myself except for self doubt

So I don’t ever see kell, 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 fraud

Isn’t it odd, when god’s given us plans

When it’s stances that laws forbid them

And watch out if you black and you speaking Spanish

Cause that bracist law was made to attack and defeat Hispanic

It’s propaganda, we laugh and we reek for madness

But the privatized prisons were probably when people vanished

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 glass cog try and defuse, you loose

[Hook]

My whole click keeps blowing all the glass

Copin all the grass and smoking all your hash

But we ain’t in it just for cash

We in it for the love till death dust and ash

That bacon quave with the eggs man, I see you on some other shit

Fabulous, makes me wanna beam aboard the mother ship

For many too mafia, and doby guns, it’s a take over

Spitting fire like my man bates glass flamethrower

Smoking in my bath tub, cause fuck the damn club

I’m home alone, taking dabs out my hand bum

It’s all American, no phoney’ish

My only wish is I have another ending supply in my betonius

Staying at the radison, taking dabs at Addison

San Francisco stop to me with Julio and abbigan

We link with chad and stay in san diego

Backstage at the bay cup, blazing with dany Dego

Peace to mad guido, toke from the toke daddy

Fuck master kush, let’s twist up a bush and smoke fatties

And big ups to weezy feel like every show

You seem to always save our ass yo wherever we go

Hey yo, my buddy juggy acting funny off a hubby bar

Looking like a cruel bear with his head stuck in the honey jar

Each etize sweet, at the hard rock

Rockstars carving out, I spark from the bar stuff

My life’s on big boil adventure

I’m playing honeys and making moneys like coil condensors

Let’s go

[Hook]

My whole click keeps blowing all the glass

Copin all the grass and smoking all your hash.