Violent J & Anybody Killa Mr. Sesame Seed Lyrics

(Violent J)
Ahh man, not this m________ a__

(Anybody Killa)
Don't let him light it up
Nah man we tight
Go ahead smoke it all to yourself dog

(Violent J)
Here he comes in that ice cream truck
Once again selling bags of bullshit
When it's gonna end?
Having little a__ kids that don't know any better
Smoking bags of Mug Dust and calling it shredder
You could eat your weed, just pop it in like popcorn
Because it's all seeds and it's g______ wrong
I chase f__s like you when you show me the bag
For trying to insult my smarts with this f___ing shawag
I smoke crumble and get so high, I can't see
Come down and then I got your a__ standing before me
With a bag of burnt floor like "Trying to smoke, what up?"
Mr. Sesame Seed f___ing a__ shut up
You need punched for every headache hit that I took
f___ off my jock before I rock your block
And send you back to your connect
With your eyes swollen
Money gone but your weed ain't stolen

(Chorus)
Mr. Sesame Seed
There's something wrong with your bag
It's more seed then it's weed
More stems and sticks I done had
Hey man tell me something
What the f___ is wrong with you?
f___ is wrong with you?
b____ a__ m________a
What the f___ is wrong with you?
f___ is wrong with you?

(Anybody Killa)
Sesame seed, no bun full bag
Instead of weed you should call it little pebbles of crack
What you got a bag of jaw breakers mixed with dirt?
Why is it every time I smoke my nose bleed and head hurt?
I ain't buying your s___ no more I swear
Need the sticky icky green with the bright white glare
Keep stepping, can't sell him
Don't need your blunts popping burning facial hair
I would rather quit smoking then buy your drama
Nightmares in my sleep about the seed-man monster
Chasing me down, serving me up
Seed weasel goes pop when the pipes lit up
When I awake same old thing
Pillow case all b_____ with my head on sting
I'm aggravated but what can I do?
Weed man wannabe what's wrong with you?

(Chorus)
Mr. Sesame Seed
There's something wrong with your bag
It's more seed then it's weed
More stems and sticks I done had
m________er
What the f___ is wrong with you?
m____fucker
f___ is wrong with you?
m________er
What the f___ is wrong with you?
m____fucker
f___ is wrong with you?

(Violent J)
I seen an artificial dope man selling bags of trick
It was just crop without the nick
Straight up bullshit
I pulled the car over and I beat his a__ down
For even trying sell, even at a hundred a pound
We must rid the Earth, is wrong it exists
Either way we always end up smoking his s___
All you Orville Redenbacher's all you got is seeds
And your s___ looks like a f___ing bag of Rice Crispies
My weed man get the s___ imported from the ??? rainforest
Riding on spinning 24's
And you ride around the neighborhood on a unicycle
Selling that wrong to people who don't know right though
Get b____ slapped off it and cough up them green bags
I mean that, your weed sac, b____ you eaten that
I'm beating that a__ for them headache bags
Just cause of you people don't even smoke like s___gs

(That's what the f___ I'm saying though, ya'll m________as sell some dranky a__ s___ man. Ya'll sell stems and seeds and s___, man if I'm gonna smoke I'm gonna smoke some green)

(Chorus)
What the f___ is wrong with you?
f___ is wrong with you?
g______, what the f___ is wrong with you?
f___ is wrong with you?

(Anybody Killa)
I don't need no sesame seed
I don't need no sticks and hay
You ain't gonna sell that s___ that reeks more like a give-a-way
Raffled off to little kids, for their school lunch change
Walking through the neighborhood, selling joints of burnt sea grain
(Hold up man, nah man)
Voice all raspy, clothes really stink
Smelling like a bond fire, what you think?
Ain't got the nerve to ask where I been
Far the f___ away from you and your bag of beaner friends
No hard feelings, but your s___ sucks
After breaking down the ounce, I only got three blunts
So f___ you weed man stop selling
I'm not a f___ing snitch but I'm in the mood for telling

(Chorus)
Mr. Sesame Seed
There's something wrong with your bag
(g______ right something's wrong)
It's more seed then it's weed
(f___ is this?)
More stems and sticks I done had
(Fake a__ weed man. What the f___ is wrong with you?)
f___ is wrong with you?
(f___ is wrong with you? You a busta)
(What the f___ is wrong with you?)
f___ is wrong with you?

Man, the f___ is wrong with you?

Beaming down brand new s___gy 2 Dope to alleviate your species

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