Verse 1: Slice the beat like a chef with the cleaver, Cooking rhymes slow like a Sunday stew breather. My greens are better than the others, quad a exotics lavender Whisk up the heat, got the flames on blast, Mic’s like a skillet, everything I spit’s cast. Ironclad bars, they can’t handle the mass, I’m a five-star chef while y’all fast-food fast. Cooking with the flow, roll the pot with finesse, Season with the syllables, no need to guess. From the grill to the mic, I’m the flame in the flesh, Lyrics sauté, then flambé the rest. Chef coat on, but I’m rollin’ up the green, with the cold sweat, I’m livin' out the dream. Gourmet with the ganja, I’m a student on a mission, Cookin’ with the herb, now that’s higher education! Hook: I got the recipe, no one can mess with me, Cooking up bars with the perfect complexity. Slicing these beats like I’m prepping a feast, Serving ‘em hot, with my legendary greens. Verse 2: Whip it like a soufflé, let it rise real quick, Every metaphor’s stacked like a triple-decker dish. Flip it like a pancake, land with precision, Doop with the flavor, every line’s got a mission. Chop it like an onion, every layer reveal, Peel back the bars ‘til the flavor’s unreal. Simmer in the broth ’til the truth congeal, Served on a plate, that gourmet appeal. Whippin' up dishes, infusin' with greens, Cannabis cuisine, I’m the chef of your dreams. Spatula in one hand, joint in the other, Cooking competition like beef undercover. I'm rollin' the dough, and I ain't talkin' bread, Cannabis butter, would leave you baked on ends From the farm to the flame, I got the skills on lock, Cannabis and culinary, watch the empire stock. Hook: I got the recipe, no one can mess with me, Cooking up bars with the perfect complexity. Slicing these beats like I’m prepping a feast, Serving ‘em hot, with my legendary greens. Out: The pots boil, while the clock ticks like a plot twist, Day shift cool, but the night’s where I drop hits. Studying the craft, sous-vide or flambé, But when the sun dips low, I’m flippin' cash, parlay.
Verse 1: At the crack of dawn, chef coat on, time to ignite load a fat one to start the day right. Getting the ingredients, mise en place Got the recipes on lock, I finesse them just right. The pots boil, while the clock ticks like a plot twist, Day shift cool, but the night’s where I drop hits. Studying the craft, sous-vide or flambé, But when the sun dips low, I’m flippin' cash, parlay. Chef in the kitchen, no suspicion when I clock out, Switch to a different mission, gotta bring the stock out. Mix the dough like I'm kneading bread, ain't no fable, But this powder ain't flour, stackin’ it under the table. Chorus: By day, I sauté, fillet, and soufflé, By night, I hustle, pushin’ weight where the wolves play. Sharp as a blade, life split like a parfait, Double life cookin’ heat, serve it up on a tray. Verse 2: Back at school, they think I’m just a culinary ace, But in the shadows, I’m runnin’ with a different kinda base. Measuring grams like sugar for a sweet escape, But I keep it quiet, gotta vanish with no trace. Thug in a toque, flipping recipes for enemies, Cheffin’ up the block with the same kind of energy. Spices in the day, but by night it’s chemistry, Turn water into wine or a felony's identity. Knife in the holster, no pork on my fork, But the fiends still calling, ‘bout to pop another cork. Gotta stay clean, got a vision like Gordon, But the streets keep me grounded, keep the mission important. Chorus: By day, I sauté, fillet, and soufflé, By night, I hustle, pushin’ weight where the wolves play. Sharp as a blade, life split like a parfait, Double life cookin’ heat, serve it up on a tray. Outro: Whip it in the kitchen, flip it in the street, Same grind, different shine, but I never miss a beat. A chef with a secret, my life’s the recipe, From the stove to the hustle, I’m cooking up legacy.
Villain rollin' up, session with the crew, Clouds in the dorm room, air thick as stew. Late night laughs, snacks on demand, Hit the corner store with a bag in each hand. Blunts get passed like notes in class, Eyes half-closed but the jokes still last. Midterms? Nah, we ain’t worried 'bout that, Just vibin' to the music, heads nod to the track. Memories hazy, like the smoke in the room, But the bond stays sharp, it’ll never fade soon. College life crazy, we just here for the ride, Higher education, but we liftin' outside. Hook: High with the homies, memories on deck, Puff, puff, pass, while we reminisce and reflect. Blaze through the night, never knowing what’s next, Good vibes only, ain't no room for the stress. Verse 2: Pizza box towers, controllers in hand, 2K runnin' deep, yeah, that’s part of the plan. Eyes red, fingers greasy, but we never miss, Laughin’ 'bout the moments that we’ll never dismiss. Freestyles flowin’, somebody grab the beat, Somebody passed out, laid back in the seat. But it’s all love, we gon’ do it again, Same time tomorrow with the same old friends. Phone camera flashes, candid with the shot, Captured in the moment, whether sober or not. From the late-night sesh to the morning walk of shame, It’s college, it’s life, and we all feel the same. Hook: High with the homies, memories on deck, Puff, puff, pass, while we reminisce and reflect. Blaze through the night, never knowing what’s next, Good vibes only, ain't no room for the stress. Yo, it’s Friday night, campus lights glow dim, In the dorm room, we spark it up like a hymn. Circle tight, pass the blunt like a torch, we lit, Laughin’ 'til we cry, off that good good hit. Books closed, stress faded like a light mist, Chillin’ with the crew, now that’s a memory twist. Talkin' 'bout life, where we’re headed next, High off the ganja, but the vibes stay complex. Pizza on the way, ramen cookin’ on the side, Got the munchies on blast, now the hunger collide. Memories like smoke, rise and then blend, Time’s slow, but the nights with the homies never end. Hook: We get high, but the moments stay fly, Passin’ time with the crew as the world rolls by. College days blazed, but the bond's still tight, In the haze with the homies, we create our light. Verse 2: Late night talks, philosophize, get deep, Eyes low but the mind's awake, no sleep. Joints in rotation, stories on repeat, From the lecture hall to the couch where we meet. Blaze up, watch the stars from the dorm roof, Puff-puff-pass got us all speakin’ truth. Future feels bright, even though we float slow, In the moment, we forget that the world’s gon’ grow. Cheap beer and snacks, but the vibe’s top tier, Ain’t nothin’ but friends and some smoke in the air. Class at dawn, but right now, who care? We here, and these memories burn everywhere. Hook: We get high, but the moments stay fly, Passin’ time with the crew as the world rolls by. College days blazed, but the bond's still tight, In the haze with the homies, we create our light.
I don’t trip, just dip, roll the zip with precision, Eyes low, slow flow, chillin' with no division. Packs in the stash, no need for collision, Plottin’ on the next play, all about his vision. Puff, puff, pass, no stress on the brain, He’ll sell you the herb, but never sweat in the rain. Life's in the pocket, never swervin’ from the lane, Chillin' like a villain while he’s stacking up the gain. Packs on deck, got flavors for every vibe, From the couch-lock kush to the sativa high-rise. No front, no lie, keep it low, just wise, Move slow, get by, like he’s floatin’ in the sky. Chorus: Chill cat, puffin' on the finest trees, Movin' weight with ease, livin' life in a breeze. Stay lit, while the world just spins and freeze, High times, cool grind, never stressin’ the fees. Verse 2: Strain after strain, got the game on autopilot, No loud, no hype, just a smooth, quiet riot. He’s the plug for the green, no need for the diet, Got the clientele steady, and the fiends stay reliant. See him posted up, never in a rush, Got the best bud, but he’s humble, no fuss. Roll another blunt, let the smoke combust, And if the heat come, he just adjust and hush. Pass the joint, eyes glaze with the clarity, Floating off the pack like he’s leavin’ earth's gravity. Flip another O, same vibe, same strategy, Every hit a masterpiece, call it high-quality. Chorus: Chill cat, puffin' on the finest trees, Movin' weight with ease, livin' life in a breeze. Stay lit, while the world just spins and freeze, High times, cool grind, never stressin’ the fees. Bridge: Bag it up, light it up, take it to the head, While the world stress out, he's just chillin' instead. No worries, no hurry, livin' off the bread, Every move calculated, so he’s always ahead. Outro: A laid-back king, crown dipped in the haze, Eyes red, but the vision stay sharp through the blaze. In the smoke he remains, never caught in a daze, Just a chill dude grindin’, in his own little maze.
오늘도 렌트했어 자리좁으니까 옆에 친구랑 따릉이타고와 이도심은 벌써 구름한척없는 날씨 발코니 위에 올라가서 담배하나피자 She is baby 너만 괜찮으면되 내가 soking boy 되어도 break 없이 질주할게 이도심에 나와 구름한적없는 날씨 연기로 채워 넣어 wave wave 파도도타고 가기에는 차가너무 많어 쉽지 않은 교통체증 내가 다 울렁거려 빵빵 거려도 아직갈길이 멀어 캄캄 앞이 안보이는 도시빛 가로등 불빛 let,s go lost a pick up 늦지 안게 데려다줄게요 너빼고 이젠 시간 됬으니 사람들 붐비고
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