Thicknotized (Sniffing Stories)

Obscene categories Like my dog they follow sniffing stories A brick to get a fix Yeah, they'd probably stiff him for these Riff to get a spliff in the crib when they sipping 40s Gripping at the dick when they go ahead and lick the 45 Blood scent, dripping till he dies Whipping in his eyes as he flies in to the sky End of his trip but make ya sit and wonder why Yeah like my dog the on and on They go to find the sniffing story Newspapers headlines Read the print, deadlines But eyes come alive When they see another dead guy Who died hitting redline Swelling in the head size Melon he's a felon with the "L" and now the red eyes Riding with his head high Flew pass the red light Didn't see ahead until he sped into the headlights So what's the price of his life? About the price of cable or the NY times And now that guys enabled They wanna end in rides But really that's a fable of the trending times Try get ends by rhymes They gonna end by mines Yeah like my dog on a jog He gonna sniff a story Like from a bench He smell a guy with a inventory Of lube and sex devices Playing with them dices Claim he was a pastor but the bastard got some vices Likes wearing ices Fair and want the nicest Seeing all men that pray in church as just some mices But when it comes to mice and men The reverend that ascends Is one that acknowledges and not indulge with in his sin But my unfortunately my dog overall can not say that For the smell of blood and liquor Make ya think of Castlevania Obscene categories Like my dog she got me stiff and horny A whiff or a sniff of the fumes got me riffing corny Sitting thinking if I were to shift could I get her story Like what's alluring me in her eyes when she sitting mourning At times I be tripping for the vine of life is pretty thorny A rose in the hood, well, lemme stop yo I'm getting corny All I really know is your vibe's real appealing You might feel them high heels is why I want to feel these feelings But really it's the hint that I can see revealing skin as well as the brain within Resolve the tension and begin And whoever you thinking about to hell with him To hell with it Your bod is too scandalous To not be welcomed in my crib As for my story Remember seeing you in the library Reading hella text like you were blessed with the binary Code inside your glasses Like you were Cookie Simon Bet I want declassified your cookie and your hymen But what you were eying was of interest to me A text of paradigm shift in the next century Way less stereotypical than a typical magazine I wonder if staring at that ass would make you made at me Or would you see me coming and just glad to be Happy I'd partaken as I take you off with me Push your butt to guide you forward Could you let it slide and look the away Baby you got me thicknotized