Sippin' on that Lean, Feelin' Mean
That purple potion got me gone. Feelin' all chill like a king. Ain't nothin' real codeine syrup for sale be gonna stop me, dawg. I'm the top dog of this scene.
Smilin' on that lean, givin' it clean. My ideas are floatin' like a cloud.
Midnight Flow
This ain't your average ride, man. This is a spiritual ascent into the soul of this mystic realm. It's a symphony woven from threads of purple dreams. We soaring through time, each vibration a whisper of pure euphoria. Embrace the journey and feel the power within.
Gettin' High and Fly
Yo, this ain't a game , when I step on the scene, it's straight fire. My flow is icy cold as leanin' up. Heads be noddin' to the beat, knowin' they got a glimpse of somethin' extraordinary . It's all about the hustle , but when I'm relaxin' , gotta keep it real with that lean symphony .
- Purple rain in my cup
- High as a kite
- Lyrics paintin' pictures
{Prometh Slurpin', Reality Curvin'|{Prometh Poppin', Dimensions Droppin'|Lean Sippin', Universe Trippin'
Yo, they be sippin' that green liquid, vision blurry. The streets get all wonky when you consume that goodness. It ain't just a drink, it's a escape to another plane. Be careful though, cuz once the curtains close, you might not wanna come back.
- Perception be skippin'
- Boundaries be disintegratin'
- Time stand still
Purple Haze Visions
Life real out here, man. Stress hittin' hard and that nine to five grind just ain't it. But when you find a bottle of that good good, the world shifts away. It's like takin' a journey on a rocket ship fueled by bliss, man. You float into these vivid dreams where everything is chill. You can soar above the clouds, talk to spirits, and bump with your crew in a field of purple magic. Sizzurp dreams ain't just escapism, they're a whole nother reality.
A Purple Haze Nation: The Syrup Saga {
Deep in the heart of the jungle, where grind is lord, a new legend bloomed. We talkin' 'bout Purple Haze Nation, them fearless kings who took the syrup world by storm.
He weren't just poppin' that sweet nectar, they were craftin' up concoctions so divine, it'd make a angel weep. They owned the streets with their purple haze empire, hoardin' that green as if nobody's business.
But that life ain't all roses. The syrup saga brought its fair share of drama, sparked by envy, greed, and that ever-present danger that comes with the territory.
Can they ride over the obstacles and keep their throne in the Purple Haze Nation? That is a story for another day.