BULLLEAF's video: Quentin Tarantino

I’m so tired I forget to breath but i'm finding love within a beat - so I conjure up the energy to stop a lunging infantry i cop a dub and hit the sheets alter your world reality's not as fun as this could be i'm dropping an epiphany - high enough to lick a leaf multiple personalities pop a couple pins a piece all with a word I silence these cons who come to get deceased call it a murder while I be rocking what a mystery I'm wired I forget to rest shit went down, something something i forget the rest in a sec I rip a set apart i got vision catatonically I’m in effect it's not a contradiction rap philosophy with intellect - caught em slipping catastrophically i been upsetting - competition pathologically I spit the best without an opposition that could conquer me so hit the deck i rise with out permission, Tarantino Taking Flight I’m like a bug Going in the air to creep slow Life is like a drug blowin piff in Puerto Rico Writing like a mug yo I’m Quentin Tarantino Writing like a muafucka, Quintin Tarantino Taking Flight I’m like a bug going in the air to creep slow Life is like a drug blowin piff in Puerto Rico Writing like a Muafucka Quentin Tarantino Writtin like Mug Yo I’m Quentin Tarantino (verse 2) I'm hungry, hear the chronic rumble in my tummy while I'm bugging with a duchy I discover what you must see hustle for the money gotta hustle for the money now i'm jumping in my cutty yawl ain't fuckin with my dougie oh yes - what i leave ya with is whip lash so deaf - but i see you in the pitch black flow cold fresh like i'm breathing with a tic tac bozo test - but i beat em with a switch fast oh so blessed - but I'm running with the devil I gave her lock jaw when I fucked her in her head, true she make it rock hard and I crush it into pebbles You pay the top dog and your funds will get embezzled you ain't a shot caller i'm coming for your medals bass in my car but i'm fucking with the treble if you wait around long - some dust is gonna settle but i made it pop off like a gun up in the ghetto yea, Tarantino Taking Flight I’m like a bug Going in the air to creep slow Life is like a drug blowin piff in Puerto Rico Writing like a mug yo I’m Quentin Tarantino Writing like a muafucka, Quintin Tarantino Taking Flight I’m like a bug going in the air to creep slow Life is like a drug blowin piff in Puerto Rico Writing like a Muafucka Quentin Tarantino Writtin like Mug Yo I’m Quentin Tarantino