We get high

I'd rather sit and smoke me ganja,

Than listen to your propaganda.

Yeah we're Smokin we ain't even jokin.

Come and take a toke an tell us who you're pokin.

Don't you worry we'll keep it to ourselves,

I keep my memory somewhere on the shelves.

Maybe you can help us with this little problem,

My mate here he thinks he's robbing Gotham.

Oh Ive forgotten I don't want you to panic,

But that shit you're smokin is fuckin laced with acid.

You'll be alright you only had a little bit,

Sit your ass there until you feel your brain split.

Submit your mind to all of the illusions,

You might find some new resolutions.

Solutions in life to better yourself,

You might just find that smoking this helped.

You can rewind the whole of evolution,

Take it back start a new revolution.

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between the realities.

You're in bed you're still snoring,

I've already smoked two joints this morning.

Done my days shit I can chill the fuck out,

And I managed to pick up just before I run out.

I bought this new shit called power to go,

I smoked 2 joints about an hour ago.

This shit makes me feel both young n old,

Its got me climbing stairs in my bungalow.

Fucked up deals with the deeds you delt,

This shit don't burn it just fuckin melts.

Fuck with me you guna need some help.

I smoked enough to get a fucking green belt.

I skate I hike I like to make music,

Don't you start to think that I'm fuckin usless.

We conquer mountains we climb up rocks,

And we do this all still high as fuck.

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between the realities.

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between the realities.

I'll begin to mix,

With the cheetah piss.

With the Sunday bliss,

Start to build my spliff.

I got a new bit of Mary,

It called Tropicana cherry.

This purple bit of bud,

Grind it up and smoke the dust.

Normally coloured weed,

Is just another novelty.

But this shit here It hits the gears,

And the ash is even clear.

Think I've got the cure,

But my vision gets blurred.

Doesn't matter what you heard,

The herb is the word

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between realities.

I'll begin to mix,

With the cheetah piss.

With the Sunday bliss,

Start to build my spliff.

I got a new bit of Mary,

It called Tropicana cherry.

This purple bit of bud,

Grind it up and smoke the dust.

Normally coloured weed,

Is just another novelty.

But this shit blows my face off,

And it makes my brain it takes off.

I think I got cured,

But my vision gets blurred.

Doesn't matter what you heard,

The herb is the word

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between realities.

I'm wondering through the galaxy,

This weed is what's relaxing me.

You probably won't even notice me,

I sneak between realities.