The Hookless Cut (feat. Stonerr Swiz)

I said I'm the blueprint, I be too min You ain't moving straight dawg, looking too squint Moving like a stray dog, why you snooping? South Side tight, yeah we never losing Got the cannabis tunes, I'ma aim it at you Swiz got the flag, call it democrat blue I be that Coolie, man I be that dude Tell me, what in the fucking hell i gotta do with the flows? Gotta be showing it off sometimes in my rhymes Bobbing and weaving looking for another punch line Putting a banger out like a light in the night I'ma fight, let the wannabe's bite like Mike On the beat got you moving your feet From the 1's and the 2's, to the 2's and the 3's Indubitably For the town where the goons never sleep Put that in my work ethic in my tunes when I speak Okay Imagine if I told you that I smoke a hundred joints Every week, tell the truth, would you believe? Trust me, I'm in love and not addicted to the leaves But then I think I might just be addicted to the eve's Saien had to summon me to compliment the beat If this was an audition, judges would be on their feet Clap Clap, lady give me what I need Aura too demanding, Stonerr needed overseas High Club representing, I forgot to mention I associate with homies that are too majestic Possess ridden and we too poetic South Coast bred, Roseville Secondary, up again