Mic Champ Songtext
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If you buy tunes on iTunes
Then make sure they're my tunes
'Cause my tracks they're mixed down
And then mastered and then fine tuned
This white dude is quite rude
And likely I'm in a nice mood
I grow food, don't buy food
I never do no fried food
I research and find clues
And always keep my eyes glued
Then make sure they're my tunes
'Cause my tracks they're mixed down
And then mastered and then fine tuned
This white dude is quite rude
And likely I'm in a nice mood
I grow food, don't buy food
I never do no fried food
I research and find clues
And always keep my eyes glued
To evidence that I use
My mind is like a typhoon
Just smoke weed and try shrooms
Don't waste pea on Nike shoes
And don't be smoking crack pipes or spice
You will die soon
This place we're living in is devastating mate
The human race is sickening they're generating hate
I demonstrate the ways on how to meditate for days
I celebrate and praise with some lemon, grapes and haze
I regulate the weight and then accelerate the pace
And if you try rob me I'll just grab the weapon from my waist
Stick it in your neck and face
Until it penetrates your brain
Separate your veins
Now your soul will elevate to space (wo-wow)
I'm incredible with words
I need a medal cause a level is absurd I smoke the lemon when developing a verse
I'm a general, I'm selling out festivals in Perth
I'm a herbalist
I'm getting medical with herbs
Plant seeds then vegetables emerge
Fuck relying on society that's mental and berzerk
The world is in debt until the federal reserve
So fuck finance all you need is 9 plants
I hate the government and I don't really like banks
They enslave the human race using money
So you all deserve to die a slow death to be quite frank
Don't offer me no loans cause I'm fine thanks
All I do is fucking 5 shows to make 5 grand
I'm a horticulturist, I'm a mic champ
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
Until my minds blank
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
Well I'm a horticulturist and I'm a mic champ
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
(Until my minds blank)
(Until my minds blank)
(All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank)
(Well I'm a horticulturist and I'm a mic champ)
(All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank)
My mind is like a typhoon
Just smoke weed and try shrooms
Don't waste pea on Nike shoes
And don't be smoking crack pipes or spice
You will die soon
This place we're living in is devastating mate
The human race is sickening they're generating hate
I demonstrate the ways on how to meditate for days
I celebrate and praise with some lemon, grapes and haze
I regulate the weight and then accelerate the pace
And if you try rob me I'll just grab the weapon from my waist
Stick it in your neck and face
Until it penetrates your brain
Separate your veins
Now your soul will elevate to space (wo-wow)
I'm incredible with words
I need a medal cause a level is absurd I smoke the lemon when developing a verse
I'm a general, I'm selling out festivals in Perth
I'm a herbalist
I'm getting medical with herbs
Plant seeds then vegetables emerge
Fuck relying on society that's mental and berzerk
The world is in debt until the federal reserve
So fuck finance all you need is 9 plants
I hate the government and I don't really like banks
They enslave the human race using money
So you all deserve to die a slow death to be quite frank
Don't offer me no loans cause I'm fine thanks
All I do is fucking 5 shows to make 5 grand
I'm a horticulturist, I'm a mic champ
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
Until my minds blank
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
Well I'm a horticulturist and I'm a mic champ
All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank
(Until my minds blank)
(Until my minds blank)
(All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank)
(Well I'm a horticulturist and I'm a mic champ)
(All I want to do is meditate until my minds blank)
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