Blowing Up Smoke

love

blowing up smoke to your head I'm a raising hell but I gots a good story to tell

two young rappers with a mic flirting with fire at the edge of the night 

folks come to see us guys grab their penis its a mass hysteria stare at the mirror

got bragging rights this b***h is out of sight like a young N***a in the night

learn to relax and bask in the vast expanse between space and time from behind

each new day we so often will pray with words to say we are made this way

getting caught up in the mix with such an evil twist we have to lick our lips 

got these rhymes on tap so why I over react got to take it higher filled with desire

I'm a grown man you understand in the summer out working on my tan 

got bars like sugar got fire like spice we mix together everything nice

stay with me now don't put your head in a cloud I'm thinking out loud

got souped up rims for my Camry with a body kit slick with my dick

haven't made a dent but I'm the chief man the resident plant my feet deep so I repeat

some folks say I need therapy but who are they anyways I'm a straight shooter

going to have my pets spayed and nuetered so in the future I could nurture

feeling come and go but this much I know bust up the beat to promote the tempo