Weed #3 - black thought

Weed #3 - black thought Lyrics

[announcer]
And you thought ghost weed was only for the thugs?
Hey hoe! (What?) Yeaaaaah you hoe! (Oh yeah me true true)
You can be down too!

*****
Yo yo, whatever to that
I got this Thought sh*t right here yo, Black Thought
I got that sh*t DOWN PAT
Check hold on hold on let me hit that {*inhales*}
(Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Got that Thought sh*t yo, yo bust it bust it
Bout to freak that sh*t
*****

[Black Thought]
Check me out yo, yo, check it out
Uhh, as we descend upon the city of schemes
See the image fadin into view from a black screen
A frail grandmother pack a heavy mac-teen
We fiend slash machines in the struggle and things ..
.. bloody denim scuff knuckle and things
Sucker-punchin fake rappers forcin me to take it to the extreme
Oh you real son well whattayou mean?
How you real when you hustlin dreams?
How you feel like you f**kin with me?
Now burn the 5th Militia flame-thrower
The mic soldier, takin things over
You're not sober, consider thinking things over, relax
We bout to spit it all over the track, yo

*****
What can't have any girl doin Black Thought
(Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Don't even listen to him, don't sweat it
Word yo!

[Announcer]
Ghost weed, it's not like WOW, it's like WHOA!

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