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I get lost when I hit the weed and start coughing
It'll probably be the reason for the nail inside my coffin
since freshman year blowin blunts with Austin
writing my name across the wall saying this shit is fucking awesome
Daydreaming I do it too often.
I'm zonin at the job instead of working for the bossman
I refuse to lead a life that leaves me exhausted
People watching me write like they think that I've lost it.
The only thing that made sense was working with Make Sense.
While we were growing up the rest were actin obnoxious
Gettin goosebumps in summer time bumpin that Nas shit
rollin around town just to listen to my shit.
I was fifteen with pipedream eyes gleamed
girl at my side at the time she stood five three
a zig zag rolled and a glass of that iced tea
if you saw me back then chances are that I might be

Rollin arm and arm with my girl
Rollin trying to conquer the world
Rollin tryin to skip to the sunset
dancing in the rain with the tip of my blunt lit

Done did it, no time to run with it
I've been mixing up my life in these rhymes
I'm fine with it.
Like if I can get my shine in the lime for one minute,
then I think I'll be fine in this life so Fuck critics.
Alright, You ain't givin a damn? then fuck bitches.
But you better hold it down if you're willin to bust in it
Lost balance mixing up addiction and talent
I refuse to regulate on my life Fuck an allowance
always figured by the time I reached my twenties
Id be posted in LA, the land of milk and honey.
Here I am. At least I moved out the hundreds
I've been shouting out the Westside it kinda seems redundant.
whats next? take it on to the next
I'll meet you where the ten and sixty intersect
don't forget we came in this world with no regrets
and when I walk through that door Ima kill it til its dead
I'll be rollin.

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from Where It's Cloudy, released November 22, 2011
Written and Preformed. Mouse Powell
Produced. Make Sense
Additional vocals. Kira Best
Recorded, Mixed, and Engineered. ILL AL for AOTA Recordings


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Mouse Powell Tempe, Arizona

White rapper. Bad dancer. Good sexer. Bad texter. Above average handsome.

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