WHITE MIST PT. 1
Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 3:12 pm
invisible,invincible,niggas cannot find me,bruce lee,jet li when it comes to fighting
feel like im hidin', c.i.a, f.b.i. top secret agents tryna tame this lion
i roam the jungle roaring louder than thunder,humble cause i never fumble like the Giants punter
never under,always on point,gotta stay hidden in the mist or its back to the joint
no weed filled zigzags,but bitch its back to the joint,
im never goin back,white-mist,light-this tight-bitch,hoe blow a sack
then she can do my dick next,tell her keep her mouf shut cause i flip bricks like tech-decks
bitch get-that,im goin hard,working even harder than wet backs,
white-mist got me surrounded by the bliss,its just me,myself and i up in this bitch
bout to hit the flip-switch,then kick-shit,ball on em like ben wallace on the pistons
star player of the team,top ranked in the leauge,
most niggas look up to drake,im superhuman that nigga just the seed
talking down on the crown leave you like da pussies you be,niggas sure to bleed
playing a sport wit me?get dunked on fuck boy im spittin it dope
my verses hot as volocano's flow,call it volcanos flow cause im livin in smoke
got half bags of dro,kush by the O,remind you of Monica Lewinsky,Blowin it Slow
aint bill clinton so i was inhaling in throat,supersayian flow high as a fucking alien hoe
trapped in this fog im gone,stay hot in the summer all the way to Fall,
come out the mist and beat the shit out of a bitch,i think im LAW!!
tekken 6 when im wrecking shit,disrespect the hick and its gonna get sadder than Jabba's Wedding Bitch
something you cant fathom,random like hippies getting mad throwing tantrums
outlandish as the klu klax klan partying drinking with the black pantha's
yall fake,i was branded while yall was casted,everything i do is magic
i make criss angel look like a pranker,had the tv executives drop his ass with a anchor
white mist got me higher than a angel,thank you for blessing me wit your mind
intertwined when i put life in rewind, trying to find or decide
imagination from realistic life situations,many phases in the meantime
so im focused,the demons hopeless,i only fuck wit the real shit no hocus pocus
but i still stay fly like harry potter,been touring the world,ballin wit the globetrotters
none hotter on this equator,i sit in the mist thats white similar to paper,
soul dark,dark like night but i am not a hater,decrepit,respect it,im high as darth vader
feel like im hidin', c.i.a, f.b.i. top secret agents tryna tame this lion
i roam the jungle roaring louder than thunder,humble cause i never fumble like the Giants punter
never under,always on point,gotta stay hidden in the mist or its back to the joint
no weed filled zigzags,but bitch its back to the joint,
im never goin back,white-mist,light-this tight-bitch,hoe blow a sack
then she can do my dick next,tell her keep her mouf shut cause i flip bricks like tech-decks
bitch get-that,im goin hard,working even harder than wet backs,
white-mist got me surrounded by the bliss,its just me,myself and i up in this bitch
bout to hit the flip-switch,then kick-shit,ball on em like ben wallace on the pistons
star player of the team,top ranked in the leauge,
most niggas look up to drake,im superhuman that nigga just the seed
talking down on the crown leave you like da pussies you be,niggas sure to bleed
playing a sport wit me?get dunked on fuck boy im spittin it dope
my verses hot as volocano's flow,call it volcanos flow cause im livin in smoke
got half bags of dro,kush by the O,remind you of Monica Lewinsky,Blowin it Slow
aint bill clinton so i was inhaling in throat,supersayian flow high as a fucking alien hoe
trapped in this fog im gone,stay hot in the summer all the way to Fall,
come out the mist and beat the shit out of a bitch,i think im LAW!!
tekken 6 when im wrecking shit,disrespect the hick and its gonna get sadder than Jabba's Wedding Bitch
something you cant fathom,random like hippies getting mad throwing tantrums
outlandish as the klu klax klan partying drinking with the black pantha's
yall fake,i was branded while yall was casted,everything i do is magic
i make criss angel look like a pranker,had the tv executives drop his ass with a anchor
white mist got me higher than a angel,thank you for blessing me wit your mind
intertwined when i put life in rewind, trying to find or decide
imagination from realistic life situations,many phases in the meantime
so im focused,the demons hopeless,i only fuck wit the real shit no hocus pocus
but i still stay fly like harry potter,been touring the world,ballin wit the globetrotters
none hotter on this equator,i sit in the mist thats white similar to paper,
soul dark,dark like night but i am not a hater,decrepit,respect it,im high as darth vader