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gardener gilson – zombie (remix) كلمات اغاني

aye
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
then switch
to the action
spit
for the passion
live
for the tracks n
packs n bars induce the reaction
on beat drop heat never gonna stop me
smoke chron green till im feelin like a zombie
growth cost heaps but im comin with the dons g
stop teachin the caprap in ya song g
aahhh
stay the f_ck out my category
charge up like a double a battery
nah c_nt gonna double they salary
lovin the gas givе a f_ck if they mad at me
nah nah
leadin thе scene
but leave it to me
my gs see jesus
teachin the beat
and seekin the peak
but keepin it clean
you know i get sh_t done while feinin the green
its motivation
most cats overrated
think theyre the sh_t but they naturally fakin
some these kids gonna actually rate em
factually rap and im actively takin
words and reverse em learn the verse urgent
we burn on the herb observe from third person
immersed in the durban heard the birds chirpin
returnin emergin perched and so certain
you
can’t rap no flows
blow those 0s like saxophones
bros pack cones of the gas homegrown
on a track dont slow wombat dont choke
now ya feelin psychotic
from hittin my chronic
50 50 mic now we spinnin cyclonic
im finna spit a little quicker on a rhythm im sonic
im drinkin liquor wit the cinnamon the fluids hydraulic
because ur pressed
best strain for the sesh
call me lisi, say it w my chest
mate your a pest
hate on the best
f_ck off lad imma slave to the pen
yeah
and erasin the rest
yeah
straight takin a bet
yeah
these fakes’ll pretend
still, still bake w the brevs
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
entered heaven when i pack another dusty
brudda try rhyme, can’t thru ya buck t__th
spotify time, dark on a f_cked beat
love green think that i could give a f_ck g
nah nah
spittin my bars
and when the gardener starts know the rhythm is hard
but its a masterclass when ya listenin bra
u better pass that spark to the king of the grass
i never f_ck round
come round got a bud mound
somehow bum pounds till the sun down
one shout one ounce in ya lungs now
oxys for the morons, sun shower
want bars?
can’t catch em here
you better run that back and attach ya ears
ill rap for years
and tax your beers
i blaze high say bye to the atmosphere
because i spit it wit the meaning
rip the beug greenin
im livin for the gs that
kick w u beamin
im pickin up a piece
that fits the new me
but im lyrically heat
i switch n do schemes
thatll twist
straight twistin your brain
lost in the flow, into the maze
choppin a cone now ya simply dazed
now im onto the show that’ll kick it for days
like its newrybar
the doozy bars
the doobies pass
and when i spit on stage hear oos n aahs
remove the mask
and lose my past
im finna rip chron strains out a beug my bra
because i want more
on tour got lockjaw
drop more tracks that slap lad not yours
stop all cap on track thats flop talk
false thoughts that ya makeup, contour
tehh
like f_ck it it rhymed
the track may slap mate gonna run and defy
the rap game backstage gonna summon the guys
u whack play lactate gonna cover ya spine
but still keep, ru_runnin my rhymes
the ill heat filthy and im f_cken precise
to k!ll beats deal green can’t f_cken decide
i feel stuck in a vice
how could a brudda survive
like should i flip a couple ozzes out a backpack
stack cash livin in the fear to the jacks lad
should i come and drop a couple bangers of the fat tracks
rap that so potent need a hazmat
i choose
second of the two
defintely improved
imma level up and do
anything that i wanna and wombat messin wit the tunes
kickin on like madonna im feelin messy on the booze
like f_ck
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
then switch
to the action
spit
for the passion
live
for the tracks n
packs n bars induce the reaction
on beat drop heat never gonna stop me
smoke chron green till im feelin like a zombie
growth cost heaps but im comin with the dons g
stop teachin the caprap in ya song g
aahhh
stay the f_ck out my category
charge up like a double a battery
nah c_nt gonna double they salary
lovin the gas give a f_ck if they mad at me
nah nah
leadin the scene
but leave it to me
my gs see jesus
teachin the beat
and seekin the peak
but keepin it clean
you know i get sh_t done while feinin the green
its motivation
most cats overrated
think theyre the sh_t but they naturally fakin
some these kids gonna actually rate em
factually rap and im actively takin
words and reverse em learn the verse urgent
we burn on the herb observe from third person
immersed in the durban heard the birds chirpin
returnin emergin perched and so certain
you
can’t rap no flows
blow those 0s like saxophones
bros pack cones of the gas homegrown
on a track dont slow wombat dont choke
now ya feelin psychotic
from hittin my chronic
50 50 mic now we spinnin cyclonic
im finna spit a little quicker on a rhythm im sonic
im drinkin liquor wit the cinnamon the fluids hydraulic
because ur pressed
best strain for the sesh
call me lisi, say it w my chest
mate your a pest
hate on the best
f_ck off lad imma slave to the pen
yeah
and erasin the rest
yeah
straight takin a bet
yeah
these fakes’ll pretend
still, still bake w the brevs
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
entered heaven when i pack another dusty
brudda try rhyme, can’t thru ya buck t__th
spotify time, dark on a f_cked beat
love green think that i could give a f_ck g
nah nah
spittin my bars
and when the gardener starts know the rhythm is hard
but its a masterclass when ya listenin bra
u better pass that spark to the king of the grass
i never f_ck round
come round got a bud mound
somehow bum pounds till the sun down
one shout one ounce in ya lungs now
oxys for the morons, sun shower
want bars?
can’t catch em here
you better run that back and attach ya ears
ill rap for years
and tax your beers
i blaze high say bye to the atmosphere
because i spit it wit the meaning
rip the beug greenin
im livin for the gs that
kick w u beamin
im pickin up a piece
that fits the new me
but im lyrically heat
i switch n do schemes
thatll twist
straight twistin your brain
lost in the flow, into the maze
choppin a cone now ya simply dazed
now im onto the show that’ll kick it for days
like its newrybar
the doozy bars
the doobies pass
and when i spit on stage hear oos n aahs
remove the mask
and lose my past
im finna rip chron strains out a beug my bra
because i want more
on tour got lockjaw
drop more tracks that slap lad not yours
stop all cap on track thats flop talk
false thoughts that ya makeup, contour
tehh
like f_ck it it rhymed
the track may slap mate gonna run and defy
the rap game backstage gonna summon the guys
u whack play lactate gonna cover ya spine
but still keep, ru_runnin my rhymes
the ill heat filthy and im f_cken precise
to k!ll beats deal green can’t f_cken decide
i feel stuck in a vice
how could a brudda survive
like should i flip a couple ozzes out a backpack
stack cash livin in the fear to the jacks lad
should i come and drop a couple bangers of the fat tracks
rap that so potent need a hazmat
i choose
second of the two
defintely improved
imma level up and do
anything that i wanna and wombat messin wit the tunes
kickin on like madonna im feelin messy on the booze
like f_ck
im a herbivore like a wombat
gonna merc this raw like wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap
im a herbivore, wombat
gonna merc this raw, wombat
get immersed in talk on a verse spit thoughts
wit the herb in draws buds on tap

- gardener gilson

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