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Lyrify.me

Vervain The Cypher by The Opioid Community Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2020

[Intro]
When we were put on earth
A really really long time ago
Each person came with a plant
To heal all troubles that comes later
We’ve got the Indian balsam
We’ve got sage
And we’ve got marijuana
We’ve got the juniper berries
And the honeysuckle
And all of them do something different inside
They heal things
But there’s one that purifies the soul
Heals you from all sickness and worries
The name Vervain

[Verse 1: Pompay]
I was built perfect I’m above flaws
I’m addicted to living life above laws
I’m a real G, I’m a O A T
Plus my vision perfect
I never had pic blur
Oh, and I love living life in the fast lane
I hate rules, breaking rules is my last name
I try to make it rain, I try to be sugarcane
I’m tired of trying to be the things I’m not
I guess I’m above the pain
I think I’m high enough
You’re getting me high a lot
I’m all intoxication I level my higher up
Look at me cough bluf
Look at me laugh
Look at me call the shots
Look at my thoughts
Look in my head my brain is opening up
My mind is here and everywhere deep in your
Thoughts on in your head
I’m making it safe again
I’m bringing the type of game it’s safe to play
Why do I gotta be reasonable
Why do I gotta be sane
Why do I gotta act the same way
We ain’t never the same
[Verse 2: Hasi Flames]
Visions of Awolowo staring at me
Alvan Ikoku in the back saying boy you gat this
We do this everyday...
Call it practice
My homies know the plan
Get the bag keep no malice
Support the team like motor chassis
Opportunities knocking and I take the chances
Stuck in the middle like salad in sandwich
But keep it spicy everytime
Now they think I’m Spanish, huh
You know the vibes all na follow come
Make it pop no bubble gum
Takes of a troubadour, hmm
Pull up with the shmoke
You gon need more double lungs
Magic like I’m Dumbledore
Tryna get my bundle up
Praise the lord
Yeah, I made it off my play words
Tilt your head back...
See us in the sky...
We up, yeah
See us in the sky we up
What’s up
[Verse 3: LATO]
Who got ya, who gat ya
This 2020 something new gangster
Menene sunanka L-A-T-O bitch
And I ain’t even dropped a new banger
But this that -
6am stand at attention new anthem
This that right back in the system
Only this time I’m sipping
Come and rum
Then placed a call but my lawyer ain’t listening
Reminding me of that -
Dry Run -
Should in case the opps they try run
Na to round them up
Then press O to hogtie dem
Pass that super fire mhen
I gat the stash that you could ash to getchu high up mhen
Mhen I hate your bitch she make me
Bust too quick
I’m tired mhen
She dey hope for 16 rounds
I’m facing 16 counts of murder to your goats heart desire mhen, ay
I’m not religious I’m spiritual
What’s a cypher Verse without some devilish lines
You told the beast I beseech you
And I told him I’m on strike make thunder strike, if I like
When I write it’s like Songo and Thor dey my back tryna fight
So wussup?
[Verse 4: Teemo]
When I rhyme I bring joy for boys
When you rhyme you bring joy for boys
Only for gang banging
I’m in the building feel free to put your hands up
With the mic in my hands disturbing the peace non stop
Have been doing this from day one
Tryna get this record labels to hear my
Joints so they can put me on
But the industry 2face we
Innocent we
Sometimes I think about dropping my pad
Dropping my pen
And promise not to do this again
But the love for the art from still no let we
But we have to keep pushing like the
Woman up in labour
Praying so we can eat the fruits of our labour
F the feeble
My joints are never weak and moist
Imma do this till I’m old and grey
Never gon switch like molue
Drivers on the wrong lane
You think I do this for fun?
Nahhh, pay m if you game

[Verse 5: Th3 Ghost]
Mcs Run home when I
Came out to say shit
I hit a home run
When I throw catchy phrases
Fastened laces
Kick-slap your face in
That’s so you get a taste of defeat
Now tell me why you stressing?
Cos your girl lemme use her pussy
During my depression
Your girl eat Ass so my bottom feed her
But she don’t eat yours cos your ass is bottom feeder
Follow the leader
Step into the scene
And stole all eyes
Came in with hot pies
Fly as okpokpies
The baddest tough guy
Fofo on bust
No mow hawks
Poke a hoe and toss
Of course never going off course
The iron put you in a hole like a golf course
Iris on the forehead like Osiris
The flow is virus
The hoes desire us
Huh