Chest Pain/Blow It Away

[Brahman:]
Is a thought-crime still a not-crime? (sometimes)
Who's got time, to go drop rhymes and plot lines
Pay no mind to the stop signs
Never cop dimes, but I buy in bulk
Yeah I got minds, but I cry and sulk
Smoke way too much for my own good
Ain't broke enough for my own hood
Like I should be at my own place
You could see I left Stonelake
But not home
Never home
'Cause I've been down for a while now, need to call Mike and text Tyler now
Even Müne got a new style now
But my hand ain't even on that dial

Wow (wow)

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[Brahman:]
Mother. Fucker. You've gotta be kidding me

These problems I shove by smoking this weed
But now I'm thinking; who do I love and what do I see
It's getting so hard to connect to people I need
And I don't know if this shit is them, or this shit is me
But this shit is green
So I'ma smoke til' I can't remember you lames, or my name, this migraine's in my brain, no shit's sane
We all fucked I guess and we all gon' die'a mess
But this smoke fill my chest, so I'm gon' do my best

Just love

Been lovin' through the chest pain (Hey)
A lil work to keep the rest sane (Ay)
Lovin' through the chest pain (Just love, just love)
Just lovin' through the (Ay) chest pain (Ay)
A lil work to keep the rest sane
Lovin' through the chest pain (Just love)
Just allow me the hate
Cause Brahman don't relate
I've grown past that state
Just love (Just love)
And livin' life is great now
I leave it up to fate now
It ain't no debate now

I promise on the next one I'm not going to talk about weed as much

It's obvious to me that ya boy is fucking broken
That's why I've been on the curb still toking
Ironically trying
To breathe out all my vices
Light this
Turn and ask them if they know what lice is
Cause you've been in my hair and I'ma need ya stop biting
Nigga you a God? Well bitch I'ma Titan
Enlighten ya self, wealth don't equal might and
Green won't help you in a one-to-one fight
Unless shit-eatin' it
Belly retreating it
I'm seein' it, the light but not my life's time to be in it
My D in it
Fucken up the game until we in it
Happiness the goal and I won't stop until I'm seein' it
Baddest of monks
I had 'em mad but it's fun
I'm spitting gas like the sun
Like a star when it's done
Supernova explodin'
Exiled like Snowden
Ego I'm eroding
With the ganja that I'm loadin'
Bring it back to weed every time, guess it's part of my mind

[Outro]
'Sup Jake

Yo

Come here

'Sup

Come on in. How was time with your parents?

Good. I''ma just go outside. It's hot as fuck. How are you doing?

I'm good man. Just recording