No Smoke - Twiztid

Please don’t come near with the powder lookin for mirrors

Get outta go disappear gotta lotta smoke up in here

I’m not a boat but I feel like everybody is on a pier

An they’re just watching as I float an their hopin to commandeer

What I smoke believe me it’s outta this atmosphere

Not a joke like the shit y’all token from what I hear

Got the potion wrapped up in a paper I’m bout to smoke

It all now an do the same shit later

I wanna make a pot vow for all my haters

You’re never touching this loud so get out our faces

I’m so lit right now in the darkest places

When it hit like pow they’ll be no traces MNE I’m out

Don’t want no smoke Deadman always go for broke

Check the headstone of the last took me for a joke

Here now lies the one that’s most despised

Most hated that ain’t debated anyone knew em in life

Who needs a pen or sword

Loaded gauge on the dashboard

Pull it like a ripcord

They calling for the lord

An best believe it I don’t blame em

When they dead guy come calling best not to entertain em

Ayo my nickname sir smoke a lot

Smoke a lot of that potent pot

Chill with he who grow the crops

Weed be looking like Photoshop

Need a dutchie hit the store

Zip or more what I always cop

I’ll blow my top if you try to give me shake just like a soda pop

Say what

Blazed up 8th of crumble caked up

Grade A-Buds and a Dutch

Fucked up like a pay cut

On couch lock I can’t budge

Smell it but they can’t touch

Haze and wax I blaze it fast

Stay on track like a train does

Graduated from murder high I’m educated

And I show up to murders high pre medicated

Stole ya weed stashed it in my fat rolls

I’m an axe hole ate all ya casserole

Ima dick that’s the point fuck you gonna do

I’ll smoke ya whole joint and eat the roach in front of you

An that’s for damn sure y’all don’t want the smoke

You’ll get canned sir hole in ya throat

Me and dawgs, callin out fakers like wizard of Oz

Hit a few licks, then I get fucked up, you pussies bore me, psh yawn

Better be gone the minute I roll up unless all y’all wanna brawl

I got bitches down to throw hands to Khamala KHAN!

It’s on

Boy I’m more connected then the mcu

Pill bottles just like me cause they empty too

Senzu beanz, get me in the best of moods

A flight of a stairs will the only thang u stepping to

I smoke weed in excessive amounts ya know

Cause the world constantly stressing me out let’s go

Reminding everybody what we about they know

We smoke in the lungs and words out the mouth so

Bars to the beat for love and not the clout tho

It’s all heat not even Thomas’s doubt bro

Anonymous keyboard killers and born trolls

Better check ya nuts and ya hard drives they don’t want smoke!

I don’t smoke but my pistol is red hot

Black Talons in tha clip a pearl grip and a red dot

You still wanna trip well let’s see when tha lead drop

Best button up ya lip or get hit with tha head shot

Cause you don’t want it with ninja

Bitch I am battle cat and you are Cringer

Lit ya up like a blunt and pass yo ass to Jesus

Sorry bout ya luck sad ya had to leave us

Whudup family?

Let me hop in rotation

Enormous smoke clouds form from the pot that we blazin

In a house of a 1000 corpses getting wasted

With Doctor Satan Smoke weed like it’s my occupation

The flower bring me back reincarnation

Bound to pass a pound of grass

Now what in the tarnation is going on here?

It’s another one, MNE we troublesome

Here to chief hash kick ass and chew bubblegum what

(Hellhouse in this bitch)

Ay, it’s OTH

When I’m high don’t be fuckin with my vibes

Cause when I’m on the way down might fuck a round and end your life

You’re at the top of my queue an now I’m on my way through

And if I see you you’re headed for the I C U

Yeah and that is no joke

Naw, when I’m coming for you there’s no hope

I promise you you ain’t want no smoke

Cause if I get provoked then your legs get broke bitch

Y’all don’t want it 'cause I got the smoke it drop you to the flow

You might wanna watch your intake prolly something you should know

Highly medicated all the mutha fuckin' time

Smellin like dispensaries when I be walkin' by

Glob mob hookin' up the sticky

Flower from the W it’s lookin' real pretty

Locs always on but you know my eyes bleed

And I stay strapped wit a Twiztid wrap for rollin' up my weed

Tom Brady couldn’t play me at all

Even when I’m too high smokin with Jamie and Paul

We in the war room plannin out a crazy assault

Mothafuckas on me hatin cuz they ladys in awe

We pepper stompin ain’t no boo boo in these wicked wraps

We never stoppin makin boo coo cheddar biscuit stacks

Somebody pass me an axe that I can stick in backs

Even with this sickness mask I’m still spitting facts

It’s James