Kasper Bejoian Lyrics
[Verse: Brown Sam]
Homegrown drank milk for the bones
Chiseling stone with some twinkling tones
The mind’s gone by the time you copped chrome
Softees made a toffee let's abscond
I’m from the barefeet streets
If ya need to know, DM for the deets
Bugs in my sheets man the city’s full of creeps
On every block tryna regulate how I speak, uh
Damn dog yo you proving really weak, uh
You chewing cabs out, they ain’t south of belief
Wanna hear if the plans out of ya reach
Beseech what I preach then please press repeat
The button is not for some bluffing
If you call to arms then you best have some stuffing
New York is turning to a food court
The scores depress me more than mood boards
Boy look up, they wanna know wassup
Your mind's explored like a chore when they bored
Work on your core
The apples ten times bigger
How you figure if your strike will match light
I can't tell if I should hang the tights
And be done, be done
But home ain't home no more, no more my son
At one time I thought that I had one
Like sometimes we fuck and declare two
But a tax form, nor a paper nor a ledger could give you tight hugs like the snug of a sweater
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This world, we gotta weather (We Gotta!)
Choose battles cuz death will surely get the better of each and every riding in a Chevy or Mercedes
Yeah it's crazy, but not a single whip mean cream to my baby
Love and health make ya self
No more drugs on my shelf
Oh my god, what the hell
Dive into the well, it is heaven or else...
