CRUSADE OF THE ALIEN STONER

Lyrics: Speed Walton Music: Speed Walton [Verse] In the land of the blind the man with one eye is king My blade sharpened, let the katana swing The lone samurai Ready for anything, smoking my sativa Writing this on a full moon Don’t make a ASS out of yourself trying to ASSume (yeah) Low key how I maneuver Underground nigga, I emerged from the sewer (uh) Your whole style manure, showboating with rugers Red carpet with a cougar Won’t say her name just know she won a Oscar or two These niggas ****ing with who I’m Clark Kent out the booth, I’m Bruce Wayne out the cave You niggas better behave, throwing dirt on my name Y’all got feminine ways, none of these hoes getting saved I’m gonna say it again none of the hoes getting saved **** minimum wage, I’m getting paid different ways (yeah My best friend in a grave Heart filled up with rage, I ain’t slept in days I’m on all kind of drugs, I can’t cope with this loss Load my chopper in the dark Guess I’m slightly thrown off, **** a sublimina Put a name on it (uh) Say my name candy man I’ll put the flame on ya I swear y’all be doing the most Just another nigga rapper paying for a blog pos Look! Bruh, try a different approach Quarterback and the coach See I’m running the plays, plus I’m calling the shots Most of these rappers went pop Guess I’m more 2Pac Me against the world strapped with two Glocks Heard y’all given names to the cops What type of gangster is that? (huh) Mane I thought y’all was thuggin? Let’s just keep it a hundred Most of these rappers been fronting Somebody had to say something Really I try to stay humble They took that for a weakness They couldn’t be any wronger (nah) Team keep getting stronger All the leaches is gone (yeah) ****-boys playing side I hear em telling them lies I see that look of desperation, all in your eyes Honestly none of you suckers even worry us Internet warriors, you lames can’t kill me with a hashtag (nah) I turn where you record into Baghdad Look at the scoreboard ya squad losing bad **** the political shit, most these niggas tras Taking from the underground and they stealing swag (woah) Don’t think we ain’t noticed See through the bullshit, all that hocus pocus Just hit a nigga line when the play in motion (yeah) Yeah this music get all my devotion Just know it’s real if the Rocka done quoted “Galaxxy Enterprise.”