Elephant Ear - Intellectual

Rolling in fronto's like smoking fucking blunts for practically free

That's an elephant ear size natural tobacco leaf

And it's only 2 dollars to cop a bag that should last you a week

All you gotta do after is wrap your tree with sprinkle a little hash and kief

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Broke as a joke though, and that's not funny

Cuz yo I'll sort your insides out to some foreign organ-dealers for money

Wanna go pour myself out of this inhumane human world captive in a fat cunny

But I love to feast with her too much

Guts is just that universally hungry

Eat 'em up enough money

Burping up their guts from tummy

But burn this much sour, and you'll definitely get a whole lot more of the munchies

(What's that skunk? A skunk.)

I'll crash the beat into a pile of beef and sleep lovely

I know that's fucked up of me

(That's fucked up)

All these people on drugs and shit, eating bugs and shit

We got snakes on stage, man fuck the pits

Oh for sure I'm a radio-show stopper

Fishing into thick skinned crowds rigging with rigid hooks out just looking at dipping bobbers

Kitchen sink is stinking up the whole place

Like my dad's old hockey skates, open holes near the toes with those rotten laces

So rank, but then again so is my dank

Wanna stock of up whole lots of haze

Well I can see the stock is deez is rising by the day

And can't help but notice those sensi highs at times

Will move at a wildly different slow pace

Along with other indica and sativa dominant strains

Ohh they activate, gotta have an ill assortment kid

Just pass that j

I lay it all out on the table like what do these invading ants want

Need to have enough kief made for a sand storm

Phat tag, my hand's strong

But feet don't want to hold me up no more

Getting too heavy to top rock

12 ounce teppanyaki steak chops Chomped

Then pop shrimp n ramen in water atop my sizzling hot wok

Mixing in pissy frog broth, Shit Breath Boy

Saw through cannon fodder from a dock at the gods pond

Where bombs dropped til Loch Ness Monster's bottomless bog frothed

(All red, ohh yeah)

All these people on drugs and shit, eating bugs and shit

We got snakes on stage, man fuck the pits

Oh for sure I'm a radio-show stopper

Fishing into thick skinned crowds rigging with rigid hooks out just looking at dipping bobbers

"Born in America..."