It all starts secretly carrying a bag full of sacks from Cheb
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I'll get OG Kush or Critical, but I won't tell you where
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We will not divulge the gold dealer like my papers
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I'm so high that if I wrapped a quill, it wouldn't hurt me
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And you two disappear absolutely I don't care
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I have a problem shrinking and you're one fart
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You don't remember who you are
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You're Bieber, I'm the leader of the poison like a fucking beaver
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I'll do a trick den fight magic I have a ton of weed
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(aaahhh)
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And if not, let me go
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I need to solve haze I don't want to solve hate
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I won't be good at YZOfest
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I'm evil, so put it on the fire so I can burn like paper
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And I burn it like obsessed
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I run in front of the table and burn more bitches around me haunting
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I don't even know her if she's older and her expression is the worst
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Bitch and I are in trouble with Mary Jane, I'm firing another
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Slow mode strain I have dope flow bad I like cocaine addictive
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age
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I pull Březňák on the back in pints of the whole package as a six pack
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And it's not even half a day for the weekend and I'm not going hard yet
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Before Sailor Jerry arrives, that's why I'm still fucking
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We can't embarrass our drink or our pack
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At night we walk around Prague
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We rap into eternity from afar
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Darkness and the stars that match us back again
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I wish whomever I meet a long life and well-being
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Fucking Wenceslas Staring strangely doesn't understand that I'm Commander Spock
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Angry like Clingon, her nose is like a sieve
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No one solves this, this is life comprende amigo
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We are secret but we all pass our gaze we are sinful
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Fizel or public services
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The same recruits the same uniforms
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We pack foreigners along the way, then we drag them to private homes
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We scare the Czech language, they think they're fucked
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This is the Czech capital capital I love it
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Be the source of the strange things that are happening around
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age
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We're too high, we're jumping on the couch, repeating things that haven't come out yet
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But all dogs know lyrics we are like legends for their people
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We make clips zero budget shit for it we don't need sponsoring
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I had to buy those Březňáky for my money to save money
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We are brothers, even though we never sucked from the same bag
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Now we suck the same model in one room full of bad bitches
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I know the tricks of what those bitches do
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Want luc gucci prada fendi shit
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I fuck it I have them in my pussy I have my hoe who does what I want
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It's four-thirty and I'm guessing so Lvcas Dope is packing another
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Beefeater pours pure Ori does not smoke pack pure
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And Jimmy D doesn't shy weed, but he's getting clean with us
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There's Jackpot and Boris Sharp Shit and he's grinding it
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And I'm grinding the drug crystal on the table, I'm flying
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I'm under the influence when it's dawn I'm under the influence when it's getting dark
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And if the Red Bull gives you jetpack wings, the grass gives you
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Hulim endless shit I call it a wormhole
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age
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These are festivals that no one knows about
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Where no entrance fee is paid
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You can't go anywhere without an invitation
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Where flowers are burned where people get lost
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At four-twenty, everyone has a smile on their face
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We are not liars young bastards we don't feel old age |