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Contemplate Who gone be on my dinner plate Take a trip down to the bay Cheifing on some purple haze Leaning to the side Got me leaning to the side, Yuh Yuh Leaning to the side Leaning to the side Yuh Yuh Leaning to the side Leaning to the side Yuh Yuh Leaning to the side Leaning to the side Yuh Yuh Leaning to the side Leaning to the side Yuh Yuh Okay, enough of that druggy shit I'm not a cop so no I cannot cuff the bitch Just trying f*ck and jump not on that cuddle shit Took the eight fold path and life I am loving it I got more eyes on me than Mississippi Know when I die I cannot take it with me Still live it up till the reaper come me Live for the moment, get money like Diddy Hello it's The Buddhist you love The Buddhist on drugs The Buddhist that don't give a f*ck The Buddhist that's wicked like thugs The Buddhist that's verbally serving these punks I though I told you niggas I'm a prophet Come to this rapping shit I got it locked in Ain't gone get up to my level so stop it Feeling charged up ain't no charger or socket (Bitch) Nina so Darko I call that bitch Meechy Architect mind and you know the Juice in me Sawed off shotty got 'em running like Ricky Sorry for the threats the devil is in me Sorry my nigga but that's just duality Don't no bitch niggas reside in my faculty Healing and wounding with my verbal alchemy She ride my dick like she tryin burning calories Can't lie, love luciferian flows Eyes start to glow, bitch I'm going Sage mode Dope like the candy you put in your nose Just like the herbs that you inhale and blow I am Jahseh and this beat is Geneva Smoking exotic sativa Sharp like a brand new meat cleaver Straight out the package Think yo bitch ten, but really she average Already cracked her So you can have her Back Call chiropractor, got bad back Slide in that pussy no baseball cap I'm buffed up Like The Rock wearing Cartier's Overlooking these niggas like Farris Wheel Every function I step in, they all stop and stare Kidnap ya bitch, drag her down to my lair Hello it's The Buddhist you love The Buddhist on drugs The Buddhist that don't give a f*ck The Buddhist that's wicked like thugs The Buddhist that's verbally serving these punks I though I told you niggas I'm a prophet Come to this rapping shit I got it locked in Ain't gone get up to my level so stop it Feeling charged up ain't no charger or socket (Bitch) Lose my peace, I go berserk Bust more than rhymes when I make it hurt R.I.P. face on a tee shirt No body found that acids works Breaking Bad, I'm cooking up Come to lab work, can't f*ck with us It's all good man, I'm lawyered up Blow ya face off like yo name Gus Bitch I'm Sasuake with that Sake Max Payne with this 12 Gauge Tongue on full clip, I let it spray Verbally catching bodies, I don't play Won't say it twice Niggas faker than white a Jesus Christ (Uh) Jesus Christ Save everyone, but can't save I All bullshit and lies Looking at you with side eye And why would I talk to a god, when a god is already in me? Nigga pray to who? I'm my own deity Follow ya own path, do as you please In human nature, f*ck secrecy Now before you condemn and claim blasphemy Let me remind you who I be… Hello it's The Buddhist you love The Buddhist on drugs The Buddhist that don't give a f*ck The Buddhist that's wicked like thugs The Buddhist that's verbally serving these punks I though I told you niggas I'm a prophet Come to this rapping shit I got it locked in Ain't gone get up to my level so stop it Feeling charged up ain't no charger or socket (Bitch)
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