ROß THE ßANK

Rob the bank, buy some dank, don't care what you think
Ski mask on my face gettin' chased by the po-po
I do what it takes just so I can get some mo' dro
I smash em with the TEC-9, I trash em do it all the time
I blast ya with my awkward rhymes, put cash into a locker of mine
In a flash I'm on top of all the mountains that I climb
Smokin' sacks and fuckin' rappin' is a passion of mine
I hope I don't croak by the end of this line
Life's a big fat joke, you will be your own demise
So just sit back and toke, sniff some blow off this knife
That shit's real nice, it'll get you right
Just step towards the light, there's gotta be more to this life
Open the door look inside, I just wanna soar through the sky