

Prompt / Lyrics
If Lyrics be Blunts We can roll all day Snoop; yeah I'm just realizing the double meaning of the post. I just think we should Smoke a Bob Marley Until Motown is crying Tears of a clown just Cruzin like Marvin's Lady Jil Scott Duetin with DeAngelo rest in peace like Erykah Badu"s Bag lady's bag Let the ladies line up to roll the blunts While we laist lines that read like Babylon has fallen stunts Im just getting up On my life I ain't smoked one blunt But I wake to bake melting pots Like Shawn Wayans Brothers Rest in Peace Pops Met pops in the Sea Port And Shawn in the Air port that Sea Tac You see tact Ima technician with the lyrics I call my Rhyme Book Prison Cause it's so full of Bars Alcatraz Sing Sing Song Syllables slave Spirituals It's time for the hood to be free I have to copyright my thoughts #Tillasonrise I gotta hash tag me Been born flying in the Ether Jet lag Me Enter the Dragon Jet then Bruce Lee Im not looking to sign deals Genesis 1 through 3 God produced me Didnt mean to high jack your post man I thought you were looking for some Jazz Hear some mail man deliver I've been walking Miles like Davis Grandfather 20's Father 40s Tilla Sonrise 70s kid How could I not dig kalesby Pen Great like Gasby Rhyme imposing on your page I know you didn't ask me But if you ever in the Sea Port Stop by and Smoke wit me Be easy Tilla Sonrise peace Sorry ladies I misunderstood the post Shot out to ya Snoop didn't mean no disrespect Since I'm here through Let the beat go Let's ride West coast I can feel in my veins Lyrics gone be insane Like a hip hop 90s Membrane They think I'm insane in the brain But wouldn't I be crazy If I was outside of sane My bad homey Excuse me Maine Hard to maintain this land Im used to riding dirty south See I been living in a dungeon Maine I write Like this cause I'm 52 and I've feeling pain Catcher in the Rye Holden lanes Made of brains How deep are these thoughts How well were they taught God is my Teacher Tom ain't never been my uncle never met Harriet Beecher Less she was at the Sto Looking Tilla Sonrise lines Tryna plagiarize Look me in my eyes Only fools can't see wise Good Fella Guy Im a Made Man Light be mark Til a sonrise That lights the park Red Robin Lark I come in peace Don't need no narcs Just spitting words that's changing hearts IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII SPIT FIYAHHHHH Been taking bars By breaking bars I spit like I'm escaping prison Prophet preaching poetry Like it was religion Spit that miss that make you make adult decisions Ill never make it working for the man So I'm out here dropping these bars of bombs Like I was going to war Over religion Oh they recognize me like a cemetery Not the crazy at the tomb They knew me the crazy that made him crazy Don't you eat that swine Nor drank that wine The heathen blood is tainted Can you see the pictures painted West Side let's Ride Tilla Sonrise peace
Tags
1993s Long Beach Hip Hop
2:59
No
1/13/2026