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Greenery Report pt. II

from The Greenery Report pt. II by BK James

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Come spark up wit the verbal arsonist
But don't start shit you can't finish
Am I a narcissistic nihilist?
Or a nihilistic narcissist?
You garbage bitch
Diminish
The farce exists in parts and bits
when I'm starved for bliss
Can't harvest piff
I pop some shit you get from a pharmacist
If you ain't a martyr guard your wrists
Who you know hard as this?
Used to get high as shit
Go tell lies to my psychiatrist
Then pick 5 fuckin' prescriptions up
Head back to the crib and flips cups
And rock beer pong shots and take so many shots
I dropped bottles
Cuz I stayed gonzo non-stop
Acknowledge
The Greenery Report could've been pot pop
If you gave this hot knob a polish
While I pop E and start wobbling to these beats I demolish
I'm a beast
Shoulda been abolished
Instead I'm in college with alcoholics
But you still catch me on greasy street corners
Or at the beach smokin' bong hits
I'm the chief
I got balls kidd
Go all in
Big ego, Big libido
We smoke weed wherever we go
And when I'm in the booth all I do is nail free throws
Some folk think I sold my soul to the devil
I did
Woke up in the ghetto
Blind but I heard the instrumental
It made me sentimental
Talkin bout walkin' a mile in my shoes?
You couldn't get a foot in my slipper
And I stay hot in these streets
Cuz I'm good with the niggers

And we smoke that shit

They say you never get higher than the first time
I think that's about the worst lie I've ever heard in this cursed life
Submerge my my mind in versed high 'till my thirst dies
Don't sweat it
Can't you see the reason I'm constantly kush cloud headed
Is cuz coming downs the one thing I've always dreaded?
So I keep committing these well rehearsed crimes
'Till the hearse finds mine's in terse pine
Won't regret it
There's so much less to be upset with
When I can't even remember to forget shit
Better than the rest cause I'm restless
I can't come down
But maybe I catch up with myself on the next rip
'Till then no human invention
Is suited to attempt to measure
My higher then ascending to heaven
Hit after hit of impending pleasure
Haters talk shit about words without pretending they read them
Don't mention the leisure I'm involved in again
Unless you wanna end up a severed head
Murder unsolved
Amen

It was never like this
I was just a kid
Didn't even know what weed is
Thought I'd never take a rip
Don't know how I slipped
Used to give my friends shit for being idiots
Well irony's a hideous bitch isn't it?
They say we're bound to repeat our parents mistakes
Well how you think I made all these fuckin' mixtapes?
It was never liked this
I was just a kid
Didn't really know what weed is
Thought I'd take a rip
Thought it couldn't hurt
Thought I had a grip
I mean isn't this what my dad smoked before that Rolling Stones concert?
Didn't feel anything at first
Thought it didn't work
Weed is whack
I was so damn sure
But sometimes you take what you get handed
I was chillin' with my best friend and his older brother
Never planned it
We smoked one bowl after another
And then my vision expanded
Didn't understand it
Didn't realize what was happening
Couldn't stop laughing
We were on the couch watching jackass
I thought to myselfm "must've been that grass"
Right then and there I should have made that hit my last
I wasn't up to the task
Three years later and I'm wearing the mask

New game, new name
Gettin' paid, whose James?
BK
One day I realized I had time to waste
And life offered so many kinds of tastes
That reality had holes in it with which to escape
I was bored so I drank
The funnel made me feel alive
I went to great lengths
Keg stand than slam cups
Sometimes someone handed me a blunt
After taking shots of rums
Threw tens on an eighth of the dank
No lightweights in my ranks
Isn't it great?
I was barely 17 when I took my first cigarette break
My biggest mistake
We used to party three nights a week
Used to be just beers
Quickly joined by weed
Followed by bogies
Then E
Feelings I couldn't believe
For the the first time in my life I was finally free
At least that's what I perceived
Getting high all week
High school was bullshit so I had to leave
That's what the psychiatrists told me
I went to the mental institution just to see
Just to write some poetry
Surprisingly well received
I was high all week
It made me feel achieved
I was naive
I couldn't sleep
It felt like Christmas Eve
And it really was cuz what a present I had waiting under the tree
A crib right in town with my homies
What a great idea
Even my parents and psychiatrist agree
June 1st lease
No responsibilities except work
How hard could it be?
For the first time in my life I was finally at peace
Except I had absolutely no idea of what was really in store for me
So the very first night we like
Decided to invite
A few close friends
We were very excited
They bring beer we light it
We got the bong, the legend
United around it, it felt like heaven
Shortsighted we had nothing to sleep on
Too busy playing beer pong
Won seven games soon as I stepped on
And I only stepped off the table to change the song
I could do no wrong
We were all getting wavy didn't take too long
Before this kid who was with this chick was puking his brains out on the lawn
The delighted sentiment of which is now so far gone
Not every ugly duckling turns into a black swan
And after your swan song
We'll pick a casket from a catalogue
And pray they don't spell your name wrong
On your gravestone
And we'll stay blown
Off that homegrown
Like we're prone to do
We're too stoned for them to be thrown at you
We were to stoned to know which roads to go down
We were too stoned to know who to trust
Small fish in a small town
Now it seems like we didn't know much
I've leaned on weed like a crutch
I've relied on it so much
I've become vile to the touch without it
I dumped dutch guts in the fountain of youth
Cuz I'd rather die high in due time
Than live forever doubting the truth
There are some things we're bound to lose
Bake out the bad news in the back of the whip
Feeling burnt out and blue
Tragically slipped
Recognized this, took another hit
The record must've skipped
Encrypted with jealousy
Equipped with envy
Ripping the bowl until it's empty
Resurrected several memories
I spent twenty
I smoked plenty
But each ghost toke makes me sorrier cuz soon I won't have any
And when I don't have any I am my only enemy
Regrettably
The serenity and ecstasy I feel everyday only lowers my life expectancy
Allegedly
This is all I'll ever be
I wish I was still sellin' weed
Because the irreversible nature of time will be the death of me regardless
And because I'm an artist
I'll be taken' the largest hits
In the heart of darkness
Until my last breath
Each ghost hit makes me sorrier cuz soon I won't have any left

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from The Greenery Report pt. II, released August 8, 2013

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BK James New Paltz, New York

BK James is the infamous co-founder of Three Penis Productions, an experimental music label, and has been steadily releasing music since a handful of BK & KGC songs appeared on Youtube in 2010. For more from BK, check out:

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