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Herb of the Day Video (MV)




Performed By: James Lucid
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: James Kuna




James Lucid - Herb of the Day Lyrics




One two check, I get, down and dirty
And my rhymes are worthy of respect
I'm from New York mothaf*ckas can tell by the dialect
Protect ya neck and stick and move or get checked by the intellect
Cuz I don't care if it's blue, I don't need to be verified
F*ckin no Vaseline in front of these witnesses terrified
With pride carry on the lessons of my predecessors
Hell hound, possessed spellbound like English professor
They Say they rock stars rockin expensive leathers
In the kitchen whipping but really barefoot contessas
Stare at the Jesus piece and see the oppressor
One look at Violent Contenders tend spike ya blood pressure
I Put em on stretchers like Foley for mankind
Lines designed specifically to crumble ya mind
All of us left behind, I think it's finally time
Cuz the herb of the day ain't really to hard to find

It's a circus clowns flip like Cirque di solei
That's true that's true that's true
Look in the mirror tell me who's the herb of the day
That's you that that's you that's you

I'm usually humble but the realness is withering
I feel like I'm notorious with the flow and delivery
Shit, The flow of deliveries like amazon
I'm old school I don't speak a f*ckin word when the cameras on
I'm The pantheon off ripping panties off you giving handy jobs
With clammy palms handily For nose candy dog?
I Can't be wrong I got the slammy on ya back
Keep ya Grammy I don't suck dick and I don't act
Make no sudden moves keep ya balance intact
Stay In ya cul-de-sac couldn't hold my sac up with a pallet jack
You and ya Phallic raps remind me of why I'm callous
Looking up flight numbers to put you where Ricky Valenz at
Malice acts Make em explode like Onita
Disaster no FEMA tryna walk the walk with no femur
Nightmare to dreamers like republican candidates
Grab a pussy by throat and wipe his blood off the laminate

It's a circus clowns flip like Cirque di solei
That's true that's true that's true
Look in the mirror tell me who's the herb of the day
That's you that that's you that's you
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One two check, I get, down and dirty
And my rhymes are worthy of respect
I'm from New York mothaf*ckas can tell by the dialect
Protect ya neck and stick and move or get checked by the intellect
Cuz I don't care if it's blue, I don't need to be verified
F*ckin no Vaseline in front of these witnesses terrified
With pride carry on the lessons of my predecessors
Hell hound, possessed spellbound like English professor
They Say they rock stars rockin expensive leathers
In the kitchen whipping but really barefoot contessas
Stare at the Jesus piece and see the oppressor
One look at Violent Contenders tend spike ya blood pressure
I Put em on stretchers like Foley for mankind
Lines designed specifically to crumble ya mind
All of us left behind, I think it's finally time
Cuz the herb of the day ain't really to hard to find

It's a circus clowns flip like Cirque di solei
That's true that's true that's true
Look in the mirror tell me who's the herb of the day
That's you that that's you that's you

I'm usually humble but the realness is withering
I feel like I'm notorious with the flow and delivery
Shit, The flow of deliveries like amazon
I'm old school I don't speak a f*ckin word when the cameras on
I'm The pantheon off ripping panties off you giving handy jobs
With clammy palms handily For nose candy dog?
I Can't be wrong I got the slammy on ya back
Keep ya Grammy I don't suck dick and I don't act
Make no sudden moves keep ya balance intact
Stay In ya cul-de-sac couldn't hold my sac up with a pallet jack
You and ya Phallic raps remind me of why I'm callous
Looking up flight numbers to put you where Ricky Valenz at
Malice acts Make em explode like Onita
Disaster no FEMA tryna walk the walk with no femur
Nightmare to dreamers like republican candidates
Grab a pussy by throat and wipe his blood off the laminate

It's a circus clowns flip like Cirque di solei
That's true that's true that's true
Look in the mirror tell me who's the herb of the day
That's you that that's you that's you
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Writer: James Kuna
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, O/B/O DistroKid

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