Artist: Curren$y Album: Pilot Talk Song: Breakfast Typed by: snap_locc@yahoo.com Some of the good things weed can do P.S.A. let me start shootin' a fuckin' commercial I'm, so cold wit it the potency of the beat, is consistent wit the fact that most did it prolific, not shakin' or stirred in the presence of those niggas, herbs they only after your bread, them fuckin' birds u think they like yo haircut, fair enough live yo life potna, guess I could keep them two cents in my pocket add this to these underground rap dollars refuse the majors and stayed real I kept my promise rolled bamboo's in the bahamas momma its either that or them strawberry colada x-box web browser, download or updated, n.b.a. roster play a 82 game season, condo full of snacks spitta not leavin' off brand muthafuckas, odd number, u are not even on my level, write that sickness, my ink pen sneezin' yancy thigpen can't catch me sleepin u ear hustlin' muthafucka and I'm eatin creepin wit my side bitch, hope I don't get caught cheatin' New Orleans this mornin', New Yorkin' this evenin' Squintin' they eyes and shit, they can't see 'em Fly in the hive, buzzin', the buzz can't be 'em Illegible letters in my ledger, they can't read 'em Smilin', money pilin', I'm cheezin' Odometer broken, I ain't know that I was speedin' Fast livin', slow gent for these bitches I got that game from my pittsburgh nigga SV diablo, 96, wings lift daniel son, crane kick