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The Leaf - Chris Allport (Anxious Rapper Official Video)

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. Follow @listensoncomedy Contact: [email protected] Check out the 'Xanax' music video:    • Xanax - Chris Allport (Anxious Rapper Offi...   Instagram:   / anxiousrapper   Facebook:   / 1anxiousrapper   Twitter:   / anxiousrapper   http://www.anxiousrapper.com --- 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. --- 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