Woke up from a nightmare that I was out of weed but nope I've got plenty of that sweet stinkky green flower rolled up a blunt grape flavored taste to the savior goes perfect with New York City Diesel sour Kush power light it up smoking tough rooms filled with smoke blowin clouds every time I puff I begin to cough starting to choke you think I'd had enough but instead I roll another one up blazing faded jaded eyes getting glazing and I f****** love this stuff just when I was about to be done chick walked in and said let's roll another one I was so blasted asking how much more of this could i take she said come on it's your favorite string takes away your pain it's that delicious tasty birthday cake she was right set my ass back down cloud so thick couldn't see me I was out of sight fire it up with a brand new light looking at my chick thinking to myself that I just might take a bite of that ass tonight feeling just Right hope she don't start a fight.
when we are done having fun blowing up my f****** lung I could blaze another one with anyone my brain feeling fuzzy I think I'm stunned this week one got stupid dumb you don't numb but I'm f****** hungry nothing much easier to grab me some captain and some crunching lunch going to skip lunch and eat a bunch should should slow down it's just a hunch damn so pld what to do with me and this week and I wish she was attracted to my dick like a fiend but she treat me like a broski so I just pick up the weed and smoke, smoke,smoke, life can be a joke, but I'm unfazed when I'm lifted yup Mary Jane the one and only. It's 420, no time to feel lonely homie, taken hits from the bong, listening to my favorite bone thugs song, weed song, getting blasted all night alone. Feeling like there's nothing to go wrong, s*** around this time I always get along(z
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Puff, puff, pass, let the good times roll
Weed in my system, takes away my soul
Every little worry, disappears in smoke
This green's my therapy, yeah, that's no joke.
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[Violin Solo]
Yo, the aroma's thick, the air is dense,
Rollin' up a blunt, no pretense.
From the concrete jungle to the open sky,
We puff on that good good, gettin' high.
Every draw a peace treaty, every exhale a sigh,
Watchin' the haters just pass us by.
No stress, no drama, just pure green smoke,
This ain't no game, this ain't no joke.
We elevate minds, we open doors,
With sticky green nugs, we settle scores.
So light it up, fam, let the good times reign,
This is the gangster's paradise, wash away the pain.
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Feelin' fine, intertwine, with the sticky green, let it blow your mind, so sublime, every time, we be rippin' through the rhyme, it's a spiritual climb, in due time, leave the stress behind. Inhale the good, exhale the bad, never lookin' back, nah, don't be sad. Puffin' clouds of peace, findin' sweet release, everyday we chase that ultimate ease. So roll it up, light it up, inhale...exhale
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