Pipe Down (feat. Newagehip & Deucio)

Ayo pipe down I'm thinking of some shit that I could write down Looking like clowns Think you write rounds Big boss You getting flipped off with the hand I hold my Ziploc That's why you pissed off Shits soft Consider this a lift off Or the kids lost They ask how much I spend Well it depends Euro yen Barely making sense Kiss the beat up on the checks before I tuck it in to sleep Since I been about the grease I sit and trip the LSD And grip up on a spliff of green, spittin' antihistamines Slipping into cryptic dreams, living in a vivid screen F*ck Lookin' at the sky like "What the f*ck is up?" Lookin' in her eyes like "I need love" Been about the grime since I was young Been tryna' find a happy place without the need of drugs Same kicks, two years straight, just like Ab I got two cups Ice like crushed glass I'm off one Bakers dozen of somethin' scummy up in the Honda And back pack filled with ice hash and red drop Up in the city call it metropolis I got goons with me like Bond villains I'm twisted I'm a poison to the heathens And they head the words with caution Cause I'm godly with the beat And they be sheep to lead to slaughter I ain't gotta ask Chilling with some telepaths Hoarding hella cash, living lavish Well established, they can manage Toking cabbage, not a savage A bit timid But still widdit I spit writtens, you kids mimic A bit 'spicous, styles so fictitious Only skip dishes, a bit different, the beat switches You kids mimic Lucky if you make it out alive Is what it's lookin like I'm not the shooken type My vibe a crooked smile Bitch I cheese rotten Shadow people creepin Like a villain up in Gotham I don't see no evil Cause I don't need no problem What I need is peace But I can't take a break While the world is at its weakest So at the very moment It is knowledge I am seeking I need to see a change So excuse me if I'm preaching I'm leaving I'm often having dreams of past lives and crowd work War, peace Grinding my teeth till my fucking jowls hurt Wake up, out of commission my fucking soul bleeds Fresh up out a battle with my demons in a dark sleep This kettle a fucking field medic Green tea sippin like an oxy for the aura Patchin up the damage then it's off to meet the quota All the pain aside now we about to take it over