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The Leaf - Steve (Official Video) 4:10
The Leaf is the second music video off Steve's debut album, 'Anxious Rapper.' My goal is to bring anxiety and mental health into the main stream through comedy rap. Next music video: 5/1/18.
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LYRICS:
Yeah!
I take you back to 09’, straight sipping liquor just fine
16 on Mikes Hard I’m working up to wine
I really wanna go ham like swine
House party at 15th and Vine
Shit started at seven but I ain’t lyin’
Never show up for things on time
I was in the living room admiring the wallpaper
Red cup in my hand like a young Don Draper
That’s when I smell it, an herb, it’s not oregano
Never smoked it before but I’m from Oregon though
It’s that weed, the kush the sweet Mary Jane dope
Shit’ll get you higher than a fuckin’ dead pope
Walk up they like you wanna hit this
Never done it before but I never admit this, aw shit
Be cool Chris, this your moment to validate
Ask if I want greens I thought they talkin’ salad plate
Devil on my shoulder devil sayin’
You getting’ older be bolder
Grab that pipe and go watch it smolder
Angel sayin’ Chris freeze, don’t do it c’mon man, please
You know that you jump at the sound of your own sneeze
No time for introspection self-reflectin’ plus I’m detectin’
This green is better than a light at a bad intersection
On that note I got the fellas saying to toque up, to smoke up
Not like these dudes on queloudes they lightin dope up
My girl, broke up, guess it’s time I woke up
Prone to panic but what like the fuck
Puff puff pass, on my ass so fast,
It’s like I’m in a casket, legs are elastic
Feeling like plastic, my friends askin’
Are you feeling okay? Should we put on a little Marley, a bit Reggae?
Now I ain’t lyin, my body twitching pretty sure I’m dyin’
The feelin’ I hate it don’t gotta debate it but I’m tryin’
To stop coughing, so I can utter a word
They all scoffing, my mind is cluttered and blurred
Couple seconds later then I respond with a gurgle
Soundin’ like a Pokémon, maybe a Squirtle
Mouth drier than pussy in fronta’ ten leaf blowers
Chest beatin’ harder than a Trump speech goer
I’m Tellin’ all my friends something’s wrong, and I feel weird
Paranoid and scared like a sheep that’s just been sheered
They all giggle ha ha ha it’s sativa you just baked
Sativa? Well I’m not a believer for Christ sake
I’m finding no sympathy here, that much is clear, mind has
Unwinded its gears, what is the year, something is wrong
And I’m stuck in a throng of a hundred new fears
What if this feelin’ man it never goes
Losing reality as I did know, living in woe
Why did no rappers talk about this!?
Lock myself in the bathroom with John but not the Beatle
Bad position to be in you know I’m talkin’ fetal
Pupils dilated, high I hate it, two red eyes tonight
Man oh man how wish I was talkin’ late flights
Whip out my phone WebMD in the bathroom alone
Search marijuana overdose, results to be shown
Sweating, shaking my fate in the balance like Ouija
So high no Wifi Internet slow in the age of 3G
Syrup speed, a miss but it’s worth it (like Mrs. Buttersworth)
I’ll do what it takes till I feel perfect
There’s no time, man I need to call someone
Press on the dial pad digits 9-1-1
9-1-1 operator what is your emergency?
I need an ambulance and I need it here like urgently
Okay hold up, sir, explain the situation
Take me as a patient, then I explain shit
Not how this works, I need info to proceed
So hypothetically I smoked a little weed
Now it’s there’s a rabbit thumpin’ in my chest
I’m having a heart attack dyin’ quick laid to rest
Plus I’m higher than Venus and between us I can’t feel my penis you ever seen this?
Slow down I think I we can talk this out -
No! I need a hug that’s tight like spandex, maybe some Xanax I feel panic I’m manic can’t stand it like I’m spinning in hammocks
Okay sir calm down you’re having a panic attack
Let me take a second to pick up the slack
No one’s ever died from weed in fact, it’s holistic
Well I’m about to be a fuckin’ statistic what if
I’m the first case and you miss it you’d be so pissed if…
Kid, try to enjoy it you sound like a boy it’s
A learning experience, this can avoided
All this lame-ass shit a cannainoid did?
Yeah, think twice my advice when you be packin’ bowls
Pfft - movin’ out my kitchen only time I’m packin’ those
Well in order avoid sounding like a PSA
I’ll leave you with the fact you’re gonna be okay
And I was… but I still have chronic anxiety.
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Written by: Chris Allport
Produced by: Chris Allport
Directed by: Chris Allport
Director of Photography: Chris Buchal
Edited by: Jesse Vinton
Lighting: Patrick Blevins
Grip: Jerry Cremer
Submitted by: Anxious Rapper
Regular
Keywords: anxious rapper anxiety hip hop musical comedy funny comedy rap lonely island weed marijuana smoking drugs rapper
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