Podcast

[Verse: Midnight Podcast & 45hre]
Hey Lake what is your favorite food?
When we going threw depression and our Brother O's gone Rest in peace
Our revelation throughout the nation results in big shocks x16
The end result is we all gettin cheated
Built up slap you like Grimace all sensitive
Blast you back to gas you you can't last in the square wit the Truth
Back to them days when the yay' was bein' frontin' to you
Call it it?s the root of evil we the proof some times it?s a plea from me to u
I'ma beat ya ass in front of nobody with nuthin to prove
What the fuck does that have to mean with food
You me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa
Competition minds in the state of paranoia
Ya'll promise me you won't T.R.I.P
Quickly defined the standard for indie rap distribution
Save the techno and glow sticks for Disneyland
And live in the street with rank
Ten then say it again I make music to feel free and
I season beef with lead pieces then cook it with gas
I will call your momma, She will whoop your ass
Nigga your bitch ass head is getting smashed into the glass
We got that ak-47 white rhino champagne and named it orange purple kush that million dolar top brand
And all we got is Weezy Weezy and Lil' Weezy to fall back
My Knickerbocker retro compliments all that
We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades
This is your generation. Live fast and die young. Who's willing to explain this story?
It's the pot of gold right here man this is it man this is glory
Poppa Bear at the table and the porridge is pourin
Hey you yeah you with the tight blue jeans
Fuck you and blue pea's
Ain't That The Truth?
Nigga we driving on the booth
Coming down the avenue
I will kick you
Is the one that leads back to you
You is taking shit to the proof
Deuce klick and the zou
Nigga fuck the waiter
I will see you later
Hunt down hurt hang and hate the hater
Nigga you is a hater
And that's one in the chamber
Who the fuck is in the chamber?
And tell em hurry up with the paper
Fuck you
Hit me with the major