People come to me and want me to quit it
they don't seem to understand I'm not on it I'm in it
cause every minute I spend with
rollin it and then spliff it
every day to the night that's why they call me addicted
still I say roll it then light it then puff it then pass it
hold that shit tight it's a pound and a half but
noone denies that this pound's gonna last just
this night yeah it's some sort of magic
yeah go for it
doesn't matter if you end up on the sofa and
can't explain how you got there and you're broke as shit
but then the vibes kick in and you're hoping it
could last forever
you can't imagine anything better
instead of feeling mad or just sad
you have to giggle and laugh
everything's at its best
and every single rhyme on my mind
is simplified by a blunt
and now we're rollin it
smokin it
all the way to the ground till we're stoned as shit
at the moment it
seems like I have to choke but it's
alright
let's do some rollin kid
he ask me how to roll he doesn't know this shit
but if you noticed it
blow this big... blunt
cause it's about to be a party
Now let's goooo
let's take off to space nooow yeah
and let's smooooke
let's take you into a fable... yeah
cause this shit is contagious
it will make you look faded
but fuck it
cause we don't give a fuck shit
and let's smoke
cause this is contagious
I'm in a deep sleep
due to these weedleafs
and still I can't afford
another part of sweet dreams
every night it's the same old stuff
these haters cough
all these wannabes gotta be thinkin they're rough
but all I can think off is changing the flow
I'm not even rid off breaking the rules
making some new
that's what I'm doin
rollin a doubie some might gettin sued
after they entered my house they get glued
their lungs will be tarred that's what they knew
that's what they choose
there's nothin to lose
cause for their own souls this shit is pure fuel
and at the end of the day
I can't explain how I actually feel
something inside me is tryna remind me
of what I miss when I spliff
after the fifth or the sixth
blunt I don't mind
I continue livin that's it
and as I take a deep breathe in my bed I feel reliefed
cause all the bad shit and mad shit is being pushed beneath
or am I hypnotized by the sirens and sounds of this beat?
I can't explain it seems like weed is pulling on my sleeve
so when you bother me smother me
with this boring shit call me sick
there's a bong to hit everyday we are bound to it
there're no boundaries
people are wondering
how we got on top of the world
astonishing
see all we need is our medicine
not what our parents did fed us with
when we had a headache it's
our personal paramedic
and let it
be a lesson for you cause see I predicate
cannabis is there for us to medicate
and now I'm layin here eyes barely open
and all these memories of friends and familys are evoken
and I'm hoping when I will get to the court
and stand right in front of the lord
that he will take me
to a better place
until then I lay here and waste my days
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