Rapture

[Intro]
(Jeff, what the fuck are you doing?)
(I don't wanna get tickled by Jeff) Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Break that bitch down, roll it up
Burn it right after
Blunt burn slow (Slow)
Burn through my sack way faster (Quick)
Fire on me (Woo)
Like my hoodie made by Thrasher
Repeat after me
Wait, hold up, PaRappa the Rapper
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Too high, talkin' to the Lord like a pastor
(Yuh) Mm, mm, up like the rapture
Floor past the ceiling, motherfuck the damn rafters
(Yuh) Mm, mm, bitch I'm up like the rapture (Yuh)

[Verse]
I done took off (Zoom)
I don't work for NASA
Runnin' through this green (Weee)
Like a nigga in a pasture (Uh-huh)
Dropped outta college (Fuck school)
I ain't get my master's (No)
All I do is party (Yuh)
Nigga feel like Asher
I shine, might hurt your eyes (Bling)
Bitch, go to LensCrafters (Uh)
Splash like a dolphin (Splash)
But my name ain't Jasper (No)
Too many clothes, it's a full house
Bitch, ain't no Danny Tanner (Full house)
So sharp, might cut a bitch (Shing)
Like a fuckin' retro lancer (Yuh)
Pack just landed, got the call (Brrr)
Mothafucka better answer (Yuh)
Flyin' to that shit like a fuckin' reindeer
Ay bitch, I'm a dasher (Ho)
On that grass like a horse (Neigh)
Might as well be a rancher (Yuh)
Love this bitch Mary (In love)
Don't think I wanna pass her (I don't)
I just ran out, oh no, bitch (Oh no)
Memory card, bitch, I just reload (Yuh, yeah)
Feelin' like Jesus, bitch I'm stoned (Amen)
Pack came from Hollywood, but I ain't in show biz (Oh no)
More zips than MJ, shamone, bitch (It's hot)
Too high to talk, won't answer my phone, bitch
Blunts like balloons, by the way they get blown, bitch (Hoo)
Eatin' not one, but two, so I cloned it
Tragic when it's gone, like mayday, bitch (Mayday, mayday)
Memory up on the same day, bitch (Same day, same day)
Nigga, always blast me with some crazy shit
Fuck with him the long way, PV no babies
Kings got niggas movin' birdies, somethin' like a rook
(Tweet, tweet) But I don't fuck with white, I'm good (I'm good)
Joints lined up, smoke them bitches by the foot
(Woo) Mm, eyes low, mothafucka, Tom Nook, woo (Yuh)

[Chorus]
Break that bitch down, roll it up (Roll it up)
Burn it right after (Right after)
Blunt burn slow (Slow)
Burn through my sack way faster (Way faster)
Fire on me (Fire)
Like my hoodie made by Thrasher (Okay)
Repeat after me (Repeat after me)
Wait, hold up, PaRappa the Rapper (Get up)
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture
Up like the rapture, up like the rapture (I'm up)
Too high, talkin' to the Lord like a pastor (Amen)
Mm, mm, up like the rapture
Floor past the ceiling, motherfuck the damn rafters
Mm, mm, bitch I'm up like the rapture