Terpene Terrapin

[Verse 1]:
Yo, yo, I don't know much about block crap
But I'll smoke the rappers who bought those tickets to go see Rock next
God's threat
Body of man with ox head
I punch lines that stuck knives where the knot ends (Wait, hold up)
This scene plucked with fans
I still leave shrooms like leaf cutter ants
Bible pages ablunt the verse flames
A weedhead, of leaves out severed eight
Fans (fans) give me pills like a nurse aid
Flick letters short for drugs that's wordplay
Dab Dopolis stab blocks in a ter? pace (Damn)
Lay down some dark shit like a cursed place
Get jumped in your crib, Happy Birthday
I don't care if you have mad tapes and shirts made

[Fast Times at Ridgemont High Interlude]:
- This guy's been stoned since the third grade
- I'm seein' things, I think it might be because of these drugs the army put me on, but if you could uh, just get me well enough to get back to base
- Aight!
- I have but one question for you, can you attend my class? It is for your own good, and if you can make it, I can make you

[Verse 2]:
Blood smashed
Had to drop new shit (What?)
Two bipolar kids
Every four bars that's manic quadruplets
Colonoscopy lenses peep deep shit (Eww)
I stomp aseismic plates who are deep dish
A sesh of lines like a fiend's sniff
Got rappers all seizin', look like I got hired to clean fish
Hydraulic skinning machines for the sheepish
Five enemies deep in, everything greenish (Wow)
Why even be this? (Yeah)
Now everyone vein get slit, stream it

[Outro]:
Lord seein' 'em doin' that, everybody out of the pool, that's it, everybody, get out, get out, get out, get out, everybody