First single of 2014; introducing Gees
music video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUAs16hxRA8

[Verse 1: E.T.]
Lost in space via lungs full of haze
McConaughey with this chron' in my J
I'm crazy blazed; wrote this song in a daze
Like I'm Plant, John Paul, John Bonham, or Page
A rock God - hit you with you a strong paw, knock ya out
Like a bong hit of this Pacquiao
Guess that now I'm in Zeppelin, bitches
No led is in it
It's Erik the Fly, that feather pimpin'
Any weather, pimpin'
But E heavy as D when pens are smitten
With this Sanskrit, scribbling through tablets with rap shit
Raptures, evil disasters
Master plans to extinct all man-
Kind with a rhyme and a swoop of my hand
So for now, sleep sound 'til you hear these sounds
Y'all can hear it from your couch - on the corner with that loud
Spliffs twist 'n' shout, cuz E's piff got clout
To knock your ass on the ground and put your head in the clouds
Higher than Yao blowing shroud
Entire town reeking of pounds like Puerto Ricans sneaking in Mau'
Freak on the prowl, speak with a growl
Mean streets - E.T. keeps a FAL in his mouth
Foul mouths looking like Pau, driving to their house
Wifing up their spouse and bouncing with an Ounce
I know this ain't the track to make my mama proud
Bet she'll be beaming with a smile while I'm out'chea arousing crowds
With a style that's well endowed and the vow of my nigga Al
Empower right now, without any fear or any doubts
That's free

[Verse 2: Gees]
I say "yo, whattup man"
We Third Eye, mutha fuck a Klu Klux Klan
We ain't here to fix the game like a handyman
We smoking loud, Penny Proud  - all types of strands
And it's nice
Baby so tight
Type'a pussy on the bed bounce up-and-down all night
Right pussy that be going, saying anything you like
If you get it, you can keep it it, as long as you hit it right, cuz
Sipping Henney from a mug cuz my ex-love
Flew out, so I turned to them low drugs
Fucking downers that'll put your ass to sleep
But the Henney got me talking foul to every girl I meet
Steez like Seth - she a freak and geek
Earn a degree, still made a freak in the sheets
And she the best with it
Take that shit to the lab, run some tests with it
If you obsessed with it, you can't sex with it
Cuz if you do, they get your heart, they gonna mess with it
Doing everything in their power just flex with it
Hey, stupid bitch, pay attention to this rhetoric:
When I come around you I'ma hold my tongue
Grip my gun
Plead the fifth
Can't you see I no longer give a shit?
Take a Xan', little man, I stressin' it
And I'm free

Free (ft. Gees) | Prod. Kelly Portis

a cosmic cesspool of molecules, isotopes, and rhymes.

Free (ft. Gees) | Prod. Kelly Portis

*E.T.*

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