Holes in the Ozone - Ras Kass (Official HD Music Video 2012) video free download

The official music video for "Holes in the Ozone" by Ras Kass produced by Doc Hollywood

Directed by Pep Williams (http://pepwilliams.shockmansion.com/)

Edited by Scott O'Malley for www.GuerillaPress.net

Lyrics:

Pollute the airwaves with all these wack songs on

Gassed up niggas putting holes in the ozone

My homies smoke trees til the bongs blown

Global warming so the hoes ain't got no clothes on

Its time I go green but I don't recycle

Homie, I make my own lane like a motorcycle

They call me arrogant and sorta trifle

Rob a nigga Jackson, and moon walk like I caught a Michael

Spit accurate as a sniper rifle

And if I like your girl, I let my hotter wifey skype you

Right before I pipe you,

reach over and grab her ass cheek and tell her goodnight too (true)

they always gonna bite you

Deny you exist, religious right

That's why the humidity so high,

Stupidity so high

Record breaking temperature, so everybody fry

Intelligent design, so their gas price rise

Catch this silver bullet, Mr. Soul on Ice

Product of Ice-T, Ice Cube, few more

Niggas claim they fuego, Im too cool though

My nuts hang low, so I walk in their studio

Dipping 2 Plutos

And they menudo

Catch me in a fucked up sweat-suit like Hugo

Scratchin a lotto

Orderin an iced caramel macchiato

Raspy Soprano

Selfish tweeter, don't ask me to follow

Ask me my motto

Ass in the grotto

Pass that bottle, to Ras Kassiano

Pollute the airwaves with all these wack songs on

Gassed up niggas putting holes in the ozone

My homies smoke trees til the bongs blown

Global warming so the hoes ain't got no clothes on

Chilly chill in the cold microphone zone

Polar cats melting, putting holes in the ozone

I want the crown too, I aint watching no throne

All in friendly competition, though its on homes

The bronze Fonz who's fond of blondes

So I cut down Amazons, in the tanning salon

Y'all just niggas with pom poms, that twirl batons,

And I'm,

Ego-maniacal like Sean John

When its all said and done

And all the cheese raked

Half the industry walkin to Brooklyn to get me some cheesecake

Frozen arms, I'm so beyond

Might hop in your iPad 2

Turn to Tron

Layin niggas so flat, homies think you plankin

Only realize you dead, when the corpse start stankin

At least you bio-degradable,

I am unfuckwitable, unfadeable

Inhospitable, Sahara Desert

And still washin oil off you pelicans feathers

Drill baby drill though

Kill a baby seal flow

Rasy got the coldest mouth piece, without a grill yo

Should be on the blade, mackin hoes at Fillmore

40 below, no Timbo

You too commercial, Chernobyl

Givin off radiation

Like Dasvidaniya

Stoli Vodka mixed with acqua panna

Just tryin to make a better life for my kids

Flamboyant rappers keep fuckin with my eyelids

Got these Gucci shades,

to block your UV rays

If your station play wack shit,

Need some new DJs

Pollute the airwaves with all these wack songs on

Gassed up niggas putting holes in the ozone

My homies smoke trees til the bongs blown

Global warming so the hoes ain't got no clothes on

Chilly chill in the cold microphone zone

Polar cats melting, putting holes in the ozone

I want the crown too, I aint watching no throne

All in friendly competition, though its on homes

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