cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the snow but I love a pro like flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On parole well I'm a pistol packer, drugs sold, powder
in spring can't hear the birds sing A light powdered snow on the ground is glistening Vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver A crack in the sky snow
snow is melting, never to return Cross your t's and dot your i's And write "the end," Maybe someday it'll snow again Last night it snowed
for they sounds Act like we in the bank and get down Cook up words like compounds I keep keep keep some powder, I'm snowed out And niggaz you can tuck
the stranger through the snow up the mountainside Woke in the morning to the sun on the snow My car was buried in six feet of snow drift They dug me
spiralchange A snowflake bride A heroine (---heroin, psilocybin, mescaline, psilocin, fucking oxytocin bitch) A quark resolution of god An angel in powder snow
And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road grease The yellow lines look blue Snow buries Whitehall White powdered
thangs and fuck these hoes, one line at a time goes up a niggas nose the shit clean my sinuses just like a shower indo or thai blend it in with the powder
Snow keeps piling up and Killing flowers That hurts my head To crawl inside a spinefish To move it's mouth and To bet and to win I miss my mother's arms
good friend But seems you're only around when it's snowing Today's a gray day but I know that you won't know I've heard you're far too busy powdering
?) Orderin' for 20 kees (Street value?) Two hundred and fifty G's (And what's yo profit?) A lick for a hundred G's My people, baby 'bout to bring us some heavy Snow
kiss of spring His kiss of spring His kiss... LetA's talk about the weather And the snow Falling from the heavens like crystal feather The power of the powder
going away tomorrow, just a fool in the rain Light up the candles and bless the room I'm paranoid, snow blind, just a black meat fool Bug powder dust
I am like powder I am like relaxation I am the snow I am the snow I am the snow I dig in this ocean And I try to fill it with gold Fill it to the top
and bought some ground Traded for some cattle, turned 'em out on the open range The skies were blue, we never knew how things were gonna change Oh, Powder
lay kneeling, Weeping petrified, out of his mind ... - half buried, yet still breathing. His lips are soft like powder and so cold ... colder than snow
Baby sleep Dark in a winter of Coral And sheets of powdering snow In a cafe somewhere wont you visit us there But
a hustler It's a shame, I got to blow out niggaz brains to make these motherfuckers peep my game, I let em hang to the flo', snot on the snow, and full