[Chorus x2]

Keep it classic so it lasts like acid

[Verse 1]

She started her day subtle

Put the blaze to the max to muffle the strain

Of the previous day's struggle

Snuggled under the sheets under some brother's muscle

Thank him for the take out and break out to start the next hustle

For cheddar to purchase whatever make her feel better

Stormy were the days where no fit resulted in severed wrists

To end the pain

But dull razors only graze ya

Scribed it on paper through poetry she shared her capers

So brothers felt the

Style hot enough to melt the ring off her finger

But look deeper you'll find the reaper

In the place of her soul

Cold to the touch, in Satan's clutch

Fuck up cords after she snorts much

Still young at 21

Blessed with looks and slim

So it's hard to tell that she's sprung

Dropped college for knowledge of slum

Hallucinogenic on her tongue

Started a quest to find the key of life and see how it was won

Casualty of war, bodies washed ashore

More hell to explore

But cutie was hardcore

Kept the poetry raw from what she saw

Thinking she was delivered

As the prophet, the spread of God's logic and talk [?]

But evil spotted the seed blossom

Patiently watching

Contemplating on sending the squadron of budget [?] narcotics'll do it

Leave that freshly planted gem uprooted

All we need is a host to introduce it but keep it elusive

Conscious of a cat named Steve that didn't breathe

Sent on a mission to freak her

Lace her weed and leave

Mission accomplished

She didn't see it coming now she crumbing

Dime piece reduced to nothing by drug consumption

That's how it hit

Many have slipped lost they balance

Some artists use to enhance they talents, it's a challenge

Part of creation, temptation

Abomination

Finalization

Chasing yo' devastation

[Chorus]

Keep it classic so it lasts like acid

[Verse 2]

You take a toke of my verbal and blow out smoke from the dopeness

Yo kid I'm lamping inside psychedelics shacked in the back of the blue groove

Purple hazing on Hendrix

Morrison reincarnated

The Lounge Lizard slithers

On clouds, surpassing all expectation

These degrees of inebriation be deadly

Privates caught in the crossfire of the eerie ghetto melody

Foreseeing like privates

Shit smacking like heroine

Or Cobain

Rhythm known to drive many men insane

My lavishly laced lyric is serious no doubt

Reach furious from those who won't respect it, yo

Try to abuse me and live

Many tried and died

Take me in like dosages

Cause I'm heavy with highs and lows

So blow and take it slow Charlie

Too much of me bring you diamonds cerebral hemorrhage

How I'm moving?

Ya think you're shrooming

Caught up in the beautiful colors

Doing rainbows when my hands flow

I take ya there and back

With one sack of black magic dust if I must

Many men busted off me to rhyme

Some claim it drove 'em to insane acts

But yo, fuck that

However this is your brain

On pain

Love, hate, sex

Death

Busting slugs, wakes, plugs

Thugs in night clubs

Seeking mediations of my own persuasion

Muscle be addiction like [?] buddah

Non stop are these rocks

Check the sparkle but fatal like crushed rocks

Highly addictive

Hallucinogenic I'm up in you all hypodermic

Searching for the main vein

Some cats push spunk outta they trunk

Later get jumped, receive lumps

Who be serving dummy bags in jabs

False flags get your toe tagged chump

However on our block

Sparks locked and loc'd

One stop, what you need we got

Few with no stepping

Not a buddah girl attract

On the content of a boney pack

But the rhythm be raw

Got you fiending black

Letting Indian/Asian/Russian rich or poor

Take a shot

With sip

Or sniff of me

Bet you'll be back for more

Beats lift you off your feet

On leaf and happy sticks

More dangerous than drinking Clorox bleach now check ti

[Chorus]

Keep it classic so it lasts like acid

[Scratching]

"Acid on pages"