Tye Dye Everything

By MOD SUN

On Blazed By The Bell

Released on November 1, 2011

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[Verse 1: MOD SUN]

H – I – double P – Y

You can probably see why

Buzzin like a beehive

Never on the rewind

Ahead, never behind

Flow deeper

Than knee-high

Caught up in moment

And I think that I might be why

I feel the seconds

Goin slower

No traffic on the drive

If you ridin on the shoulder

Watch the times get warmer

And my rhymes get colder

With the wisdom I supply

They stay surprised I’m not older

And I can’t blame them for that

No I can’t blame them for that

I interact with the art thats viewed as abstract

I’m an artist meant to impact

When I’m gone my notebook

Becomes an artifact

And I live on through every track

So I take it to the max

Never relax

Passed the point of detacched

All I see is where I know i’m bout to be at

I'mma light up in this room regardless

I'mma pick from the best of the harvest

I'mma float around a joint til we hit the next point

So if anyone asks, “I’m marvelous.”

I’ve been liberated from the negative

Made a new way out of the way it is

Moved straight out my momma’s basement

To a nice placement

In a set of quotations

I sleep so rarely I barely know

What day it is today

I’m bout tomorrow

No one blockin my lane like i’m shootin free throws

Goin over they’re head like i’m kickin field goals

No problems only got solutions

Remind the old to stay young i’m just fountain of youth’n

Use-in everything received to deliver

To become a sea that refuses no river


[Hook]

Got the weed on deck

New Hippys(x4)

I'mma tye dye everything

From the north to the south let the people know what we bout. Tye dye everything

From the west to the east everybody get up off they’re fett. Tye dye everything

Got the remedy, got this place lookin like the 70′s

Imaa tye dye everything


[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]

Got the weed on deck

Get the hoes on the line

Let 'em know it’s 'bout that time

Need to put it way up where the sun don’t shine

You can have her after, I don’t want the bitch

Ho I’m a star, you ain't notice this?

Bras on the front of the sofa-sis

East direction like compass is

Hennessy shots or crack a brew (Q)

Blowin on skunk nigga Peppy Le Pew (Q)

G nigga bro what kinda nigga is you

You always actin like you rappin, I don’t never pursue

Uh, call that doo doo

Boo Boo and your bars straight shit too

Wait, Uh, Look look

That’s a bar by the way

And yes you can meet me by the bar by the way

One of everything, Mr Chardonnay

Then throw a party in her pussy, ok?

Weeds just the weed, coffee cake

Wake and bake, fuck that shake

Afgani, Sour D

Half a P, OMG

Get high and dress nice, fly I be (Q)

Mod Sun nigga lets burn it down

Then bust a bitch just look around

Then throw the bitch in the lost and found

With no panties just ass and gown

Uh, groovy style

No Black & Mild, just weed and brews

Weed and brews movie shoes

Just the two

That’s the peace

Black Hippy

Peace