and remind them of the incubus,
another freek of the night with accesible roach clips, bongs and weed pipes,
We comin with a straight 28. a full O-Z,
only fuckin with the weed, you can keep the nosebleed,
bash on you haters actin like you know me,
Twiztid mother fucker what you got on my tree,
I smoke it down to the ash, burning lips and finger tips,
on for the helly shit and take no bullet and passin it,
right to the ashtray where it belongs,
from the bag to the j to the drape to the bong,
Smoke a lot of weed, cloud 9, space rydin,
people try to front like I don't but I can see it inside htem,
put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session,
and I'ma smoke it up all quick without a question,
(Chorus)
I hope you brought the papers, you know I want a tree,
so roll another joint, and pass that bitch to me,
we do this everyday, so come get high with me,
no matter what they tell us this is reality
eyes blew out red I'm lookin faded,
clothes stank like bud, and my finger tips is always resinated,
we burn the ganja with the windows up,
a got a q.p. a good green rub ready to burn.
wo smokin entirely too many trees for average folks,
but I never said that I was average,
I like to smoke mad bags of weed, no stems no seeds,
that's all I really want, and all I really need,
I gotta tell you bitches it ain't no smokin for free,
if you ain't fuckin with me don't put your lips up on my mother fuckin tree,
Rap is around us like a zig-zag,
light your whole block with a flame and take a big drag.
(Chorus)
We smoke weed everyday, regardless what you say,
and every single night with the dead right,
you need to get up and shut up with all that pride,
and all you non smokin niggas get the fuck outside,
Only weed smokers up in this bitch tonight,
thick clouds of weed smoke green like kryptonite,
I don't drink, shoot up, or take X,
only three loves in life that's bud, death, and sex,
Gimmie gimmie green leaves laced up with hashish,
when you're riding dirty watch for police,
listen and learn cuz I would never steer you wrong,
knowledge has accumulated like resin in bongs,
(Chorus X2)