let's rap


Marijane got you higher than clouds/and wetter than rain
(burn) ya mental like I'm coke/but I'm better than cane
willin'-and able to be Abel/cause I'm better than Kane
and the hotter the fire the redder the flame
I said it in vain/I'm not sane/tried committin' the 'jane
claim you ball?/when you fall/you'll be calling my name
you bitch
I'm sick nigga
stick with filthy rich niggas
dig a 6 feet ditch nigga
that be calling your name
you bitch
the beats sick/the voice high soprano
change ya body chemistry and have you sleep on the mantle
I'm dropping off nicks/have everybody feigning my samples
I'll melt your earwax to liquid/burn ya mentals to candles
couldnt put me on a door/cause im too hot to handle
and I'm a gladiator sandle /got the game wrapped up
So now you know who i am cause i pushed on ya block
my stylez is openin doors/but im changing the locks
MARIJANE


p.s for all you smart alecs counting lines....it's said in 16 BIOTCHES!!!!!