Jakprogresso - Glob

Intro:

Yeah welcome to Campus, (King that ate the world), class packed in, FDR shit, gonzo campaign trail, homeschoolin', yeah man, it's that college shit, Dab Dopolis, ayo

Verse 1:

Fear and loathing slacker raps stoner breaks, not a sober day waxin' okra shade
Overlaid, the dirt settle over crates, cornbox go-gurt spray, dope for days
A Lake Cassie creep smoking like a sacred calve of weed, I saw through the calves happily
No emblem tatted, grunge rap femdom stabbing, Detroit Rock City denim jacket
A warped Superman, Bizarro, I'm like one of the Beach Boys in Key Largo
Bump off the key lard, shades on like Large Pro, strawberry coffin on bury
Campfire blunt cherries, a bowl of crunch berries (what?), under the armchair slumped on Matthew Perry's (damn...)
Tongue sunning (uh?), an eightball of each sneaker that's truck running
I hit a dime with a taser, she's stunning (oh), I rock seal skin jackets out we went clubbing...
Chorus:

It's called cocaine, and you don't want no part of this shit!
It's called cocaine, you don't want this, get outta here! (x2)

Verse 2:

Yeah, you made the formula tacky, I'm back in the lab wacky, put anotha wax like Taffy
Fingers ashy, the picko gassy, DT's drop the caffeine when they walk past me (who?)
No lackeys, cadaver in the backseat, Mack (huh), whippin' the bone collector taxi
I guess I'm on some nerd shit like Wimpy (nah man), but I guess so was Kaczynski (oh shit)
I bring choke fetish to Kamasutra, design of doozer, we need listeners, less contributors...

Chorus:

It's called cocaine, and you don't want no part of this shit. It's called cocaine, you don't want this, get outta here! (x2)