The Sacred

The Sacred Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Molly mixed up with them Xannies I eat em like candy (Guess who?) Shit got me cranky, resemblance to Jesus uncanny (Guess who?) I'm in the alley, just smoking a fatty of dope (Guess who?) Now I'm in the valley Getting my dick sucked by a hoe (Guess who–?) You know how that go I'm from the land of the low lifes Rather just die and have no life Scrapping up scraps just to get by Begging on corners to get high Popping on somas, I'm too fried Bitches wanna f***, but I'm too tired We run from the cops, keep your shoes tied Got that nine on me, bitch, don't you even try Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? (Slow, slow) Slow riding with the windows up That's the way I like the strut Slow riding when the temp goes up That's the way I like to f*** Smoke a fuc*** whole blunt then ash in the nut Bitch, I'll roll another up, what you want lil' slut? Hoe, they call me Yung Mutt, dead pimp with that ruby wrist I'm ducking in the cut, don't show my face when I'm in public I love to tag a toe and steal a motherfucker's plug and dip And then I purchase every single motherfucking drug and flip 'em for a triple profit Triple six until I'm covered up with bugs up in my fuc*** coffin Smoking on the finest shit Guess who? Smoking on the finest shit Guess who?