Stumbled across this, and had to make an account. But, could not believe no one had said this one yet. Love it for the lyrics and song. Lil' Flip - Addicted (Mary Jane) [Talking] Yeah, I wrote this song for Mary Jane It's only one bitch I trick my dough fo' haha, a lotta y'all *****s spendin y'all money foolishly man Invest in that Purple Haze, that Train Wreck That Capiss, knawI'msayin It'll have you right,oh boy [Chorus - 2x] I be smokin on that Mary Jane Do you be smokin on that Mary Jane? (I wanna know) See I'm addicted to that Mary Jane Are you addicted to that Mary Jane? (I need mo') [Verse 1] Ay, the first time you let me hit I really wasn't with it Now look, I need yo' ass every minute I wake up early, fiendin for a big blunt Plus tonight, I got a show in Romant I know you heard about the Dirty, we so crunk Gimme a swisher fill it up, with Super Skunk That Hash Flynt got me swervin when I drive Even when my money low I find a way to get high If you a bud smoker, come blaze with me Have a cup of lean, now you feelin dizzy You know I gets busy, chiefin back-to-back About to cough up a lung ***** hit that [Chorus - 2x] [Verse 2] Ay, go get a highlife, this weed messin up my eyesight At night time I can't drive right You wanna feel what my vibe like Then put 28 grams, in my pipe, I bet it get you right And fuck what you heard, weed is the best thrill So lil' mama you can keep them (X pills) Cali got the best kill But Amsterdam got everything all year, huh And you can smoke on the streets, watch my DVD I'm in love with W, E-E-D Please pass the blunt, don't hold the blunt Cause if the laws come, you gon be the first to run, bitch [Chorus - 2x] [Verse 3] Ay, ay, this last verse gon be short as fuck (why?) Cause Verse 1 I had a ounce (but I smoked it up) Got game from the OG's (and I soaked it up) In three years, three albums (I'm platinum plus) Now I'm coppin Blueberry like it ain't no thang (But not on Tuesdays and Thursdays) cause the people swang (And why you chokin my *****?) you can't handle it (Well take this, gimme that) smoke a cancer stick, trick [Chorus - 2x] [Talking] Yeah, if you in yo' whip rollin, even if you ain't a baller Even if you gotta roll up one of them small ass little-bitty cigarillos Do what you do man Over here we ball outta control man, fo' real man We take two blunts and put them sideways to make them fat Then we take another one and put it the other way to make it long ***** You ever put a whole ounce in a bone *****? Have you ever been to Amsterdam *****? You ever smoke Purple Kush, Purple Haze, OG Kush Master Kush, Train Wreck, Maui Waui, all that shit man? Ah man, we do it big man White Widow, Triple X, Sweettooth Sometimes *****s be havin sweetooths man Haha, youknowI'msayin We ball outta control baby And don't hate on me man, cause I smell like that doja And you smokin on that Bobby Brown Uh, yeah
hell yeah electric wizard! and that sleep song is called dopesmoker, i actually came here to post it Sleep- Dopesmoker Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow the smoke to-uh the riff-filled land Drop…out of life with bong in hand Follow the smoke to-uh the riff-filled land Solo One Proceeds the Weedian – Nazareth Proceeds the Weedian – Nazareth Creedsmen roll out across the dying dawn Sacred Israel Holy Mountain Zion Sun beams down on to the Sandsean reigns Caravan migrates through deep sandscape Lungsmen unearth the creed of Hasheeshian Procession of the Weed-Priests to cross the sands Desert Legion Smoke-Covenant is complete Herb bails retied on to backs of beasts Arise arise arise - The Son of the God of Israel Jordan River flows on evermore Bathe in glow of sunlight's beating rays They feel so lost and burned through our days Stoner caravan emerge from sandsea Earthling inserts to chalice the green cutchie Groundation soul finds trust upon smoking hose Assembled creedsmen rises prayer-filled smoke Raise up seer's Holy Prophecy ……………………………………. now feeds ???????? Seed of Eden fall on…………………..???????? Onward caravan prepare new road Weed-Priests ………?? Smol-tent ??………… the right ????? Judgement soon come to Mankind Green Herbsmen serve rightful king Hemp seed caravan carries Solo Two - Break - The molten fire flowed up to-uh Zion Flight of the Nazarene to seek the Cheribum Rides out believer with the spliff aflame Marijuanaut escapes earth to cultivate Solo Three Grow-Room is church temple of the new stoner breed Chants Loud-Robed priest down on to the freedom seed Burnt offering redeems – completes smoked deliverance Caravans' stoned deliverance The caravan holds to Eastern Creed - Now smokes believer ! The Chronicle of the Sensimillian Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow the smoke to-uh the riff-filled land Drop out of life with bong in hand Follow-the-smoke-Jerusalem
Heavy medicine ya see my eyes are feeling red again I'm bringin' light like Thomas funky Edison been in the desert for forty seven days Purple Haze the poison that I tasted never changed turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony summer heat my back is sticking to me to the seat bare feet tank top and shorts is all ya need summer breeze I'm feelin' kinda fine I'm rollin with my shorty all the time wind and grind lovely shake your behind cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind but whether or not the weather's hot or the weather's cold I'm wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul so that she can feel me like Coca Cola I'm the woo-o-oh oh the sweet thing my girl lollipop she growing mad crops she rollin' herbs everyday at about 4 o' clock tick tock strike the hammer while the Iron's hot ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot see Mary Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow? Hydrophonic ultra supersonic or does it grow naturally slow? (Chorus) Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin' ganja babe my sweet ganja babe come wake body-ody take my mind away Everybody get down and do the boogaloo just like the cover of I want you yoo hooo look watcha gonna do watcha gonna do when the rent comes due round up the posse and call up the crew 5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze call ya neighbor 'cause they can come too be sure and bring ya records 'cause I only got a few so baa baa black sheep have you any wool yes sir, yes sir a nickle bagful one for my partner one for my crew some for my ganja baby she needs 2 cuz just like me they want to be... high
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small and the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all Go ask Alice,when she's 10 feet tall and if you go, chasing rabits, and you know you're going to fall tell em' a hookah smokin' catterpillar has given you the call, call Alice when she was just small When teh men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go and you've just had some kind of mushroom and your mind is moving low go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead and the white knight is talking backwards and the red queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head!" "Feed your head!" "Feed your head!" White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane We were talking about the space between us all and the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion never glimpse the truth then it's far too late when they pass away We were talking about the love we all could share when we find it to try out best to hold it there with our love with our love we could save the world if they only knew Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change and to see you're only very small, and life flows on within you and without you We were talking about the love that's gone so cold and the people who gain the world but lose thier soul they don't know, They can't see, are you one of them? When you've seen beyond yourself then you may find peace of mind is waiting there and the time will come when we're all one and life flows on within you and without you Within you without you - The Beatles theres a couple really good songs, i might post more later.
[Chorus:] [2x] this is my smokin song it aint very long but guarenteed to get the job done smoke one wat the fuck you waitin on get high id love to blaze you high as the sky but it get hot white so hotso hot your brain will melt and fry [Verse 1:] check it out now roll them swisha sweets and all day long im down to smoke when it comes to cheapin dope its gotta be dro to make me choke whats the word up on the low ima let you know soon as i hear that dro gon take a few hours but i got hookups on the curb what you want playa what ya need come see you no stems or seeds twist it up just as quickly as you get dipped and you will see swisher sweets and greenery gon leave u floatin like the sea carribean islands where i find them dope dealers suplyin me i got no time for yo bullshit when you say you aint got my goods check yo references and find out im reliable in the hood give me bad i wish you good you see just how lil whyte work til u pushin thunder chick and bag it up lets watch it twirk if theres some dirt then youll get no g's in return when i get back the only reason i do thats to get a refund on my stack but if its fire im comin back to get some mo and dats a fact best believe its gotta be goody goody green thats where its at [Chorus] [2x] so you gota get up under hea some of that california chronic if this fire im jumpin on if it aint im bouncin off it aint no prob wit comin back my big old bag of bobby brown soon as i get dat shit im blazin down and down to smoke a pound i never frown as long that mary jane is all up in my system too bad you missed them what them 6 bucks in return to get some its all again like you got a tulli a smoke and a pistol pen steppin in ***** when you go fallin down 6 feet deep in the wind roll it up like you in the river slow your roll dog you gettin fucked up you gon end up like the rest of em fools layin down in a boat when they got two buck i got some problems just like you do too but theres always tomorrow built on sorrow pass me the blunt im gettin tied up hittin on this bottle its almost over for me and you my ass about to pass out one mo thing before i go nevermind just put that fuckin dope down im smoked out and there aint no way im gon keep on a goin i should have been in bed a long time ago im knowin [Chorus] [2x] uh uh uh uh uh uh
Stoned by Smash Mouth Leave me alone I'm over it And everybody's movin' on I can't see my tomorrow and yesterday has come and gone So leave me alone My mind is blown but it's my own So deal with it I'm feeling fine most the time I may be on the outside but no ones getting in So leave me alone We're O.K. reelin' in the days We're alright we're just getting high Let us be it'll be all right I got no strife I'm loving life Could you say the same You don't have to move to groove So come on up and see me but leave that judge behind 'Cause I'm loving life Chorus Chorus I'm gettin' stoned and what's wrong with that The president seems to be just fine Come on up and see me Come on up just know that I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned Chorus Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz Oh oh oh oh oh I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine in a bag I'm useless but Not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless,but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on Yeah... Ha Ha! Finally someone let me out of my cage Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age Now I couldn't be there Now you shouldn't be scared I'm good at repairs And I'm under each snare Intangible Bet you didn't think so I command you to Panoramic view Look I'll make it all manageable Pick and choose Sit and lose All you different crews Chicks and dudes Who you think is really kickin' tunes? Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube Like you lit the fuse You think it's fictional Mystical? Maybe Spiritual Hearable What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy Lifeless To know the definition for what life is Priceless For you because I put you on the hype shit You like it? Gunsmokin' righteous with one token Psychic among those Possess you with one go I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless,but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on The essence the basics Without it you make it Allow me to make this Childlike in nature Rhythm You have it or you don't that's a fallacy I'm in them Every sprouting tree Every child apiece Every cloud you see You see with your eyes I see destruction and demise Corruption in disguise From this fuckin' enterprise Now I'm sucking to your lies Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides with me as a guide But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye You perceive with your mind That's the inner So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers Remember where the thought is I brought all this So you can survive when law is lawless Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead No squealing, remember (that it's all in your head) I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long The future is coming on I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad I got sunshine, in a bag I'm useless, but not for long My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future is coming on It's coming on It's coming on My future Love those songs... so chill.
Tom Petty - Last Dance with Mary Jane She grew up in an indiana town Had a good lookin momma who never was around But she grew up tall and she grew up right With them indiana boys on an indiana night Well she moved down here at the age of 18 She blew the boys away, it was more than theyd se en I was introduced and we both started groovin She said, I dig you baby but I got to keep movin ...on, keep movin on Last [COLOR=blue ! important][FONT="][COLOR=blue ! important][FONT="]dance[/FONT][/FONT][/COLOR][/COLOR] with mary jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin in and im Tired of this town again Well I dont know what Ive been told You never slow down, you never grow old Im tired of screwing up, Im tired of goin down Im tire of myself, Im tired of this town Oh my my, oh hell yes Honey put on that party dress Buy me a drink, sing me a song, Take me as I come cause I cant stay long Last dance with mary jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin in and im Tired of this town again T heres pidgeons down in market square Shes standin in her underwear Lookin down from a hotel room Nightfall will be comin soon Oh my my, oh hell yes Youve got to put on that party dress It was too cold to cry when I woke up al one I hit the last number, I walked to the road Last dance with mary jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin in and im Tired of this town again If you havent heard it you need to, i personally every stoner should hear this song Happy Tokin
Lyrics to Doobie Ashtray : Devin The Dude [Chorus] What you gonna do when the people go home And you wanna smoke weed but the reefer's all gone And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray Why they do me that way What you gonna do when ya friends go home And you wanna take a pill but ya end's all gone Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray Why they do me that way You probably don't have a big ol house on the hill But if you did just imagine how it would feel If your phone got disconnected, no cash, and ya gas cut off And the gal that you had that was helping just stepped the fuck off She took the kid, the dog, and the kitty And everybody know you're at a low they feel pity And what's really fucked up is now you're just normal No more hoes, no more clothes, can't go to the show cuz it's formal And you wonder why why why why why And you resort to gettin high But damn, you can't find ya stash And you never took the time to ask yourself [Chorus] You probably don't have a lot of money But if you did would you find it funny If you lent, and you spent it, and you didn't invest Or put it in the bank so we can gain some interest You just went and copped the biggest car you could find And a couple more just like it so your friends could follow behind Never mind how much it costs, you copped the best weed to smoke And for her a fur coat You got jet skis and boats And next thing you're broke (damn) And the yacht that you got, it won't sail or float You look back and try to catch someone's attention for help You made a right at the light and they made a left and you ask yourself [Chorus] Why they do me that way Yeah Hey hey hey Ain't no more doobies in the tray What you gonna do when the people go home (home home home) Wanna smoke some weed but the reefer's all gone (gone gone gone) What you gonna do when your friends go home And you wanna take a pill but your end's all gone (gone gone gone gone) All gone Lyrics to Lacville '79 : Barely runnin and rippin, but still I'm flippin on Vogues Hoes be trippin on Devin, Devin don't be trippin on hoes They be talking bout oh would you look at that ***** With no inspection sticker Drankin liquor Smokin swisha And I go about 47 in a 55 Fuel injected, *****s be honkin but fuck it my shit is fine I've payed for it about 9 times, different mechanics Too much of a job, some say they just couldn't handle it I need some shocks on the back, I need some works on the brakes My passenger side window sometimes it just don't wanna raise I hear bumps and crunks, pings and ticks and things I got a hole in my muffler and other minor things Like my electrical rear view mirror don't move like it 'posed ta Even the objects in that mothafucka need to be closer I'm satisfied with my ride I don't ask much But people talk and they diss, they heckle it loud But [Chorus] I'm rollin Car not stolen Probably never will be it's much to old and Smokin weed and feelin fine In my Lacville 79 I'm rollin Gas runnin low But I try to keep it white and Vogue's like foldin Hopin freaks will get inside of my Lacville 79 I got my toolbox, got my booster cables, and jack I get where I'm goin, two quarts of oil will get me back I got a brand new radiator Rebuilt alternator Detatchable tape player But I gotta fix the fader So I can have some music on the 6-10 loop Maybe fit in with the L-Dogs, sedans, and coupes Need to watch out for them laws cuz you know they gon watch ya With their radar gun, look like they shootin as they clock ya And the whole force know me For years they been scopin They walk up to my car and be like "hello Mr Copeland" "Gimme some of that weed you got" sometimes they don't ask for it They know where I keep it, they reach right under my dashboard And that really blows my high but hell I gotta keep pushin Before I go home with the nut off of my seat cushion I went looking for a trade-in but they called my shit a bucket Got back in that hoe, and cranked it up and said fuck it [Chorus] I got my hudcaps shinin (I'm) in that bitch reclining The engine shakes a little cuz I gotta change the timin And if you see me walkin (I'm) givin it a rest She needs some new shoes, and getting fitted for a dress You know I love my baby hell I call my baby Pearly She got mad at me this morning, woke her up too early Just to go across town over on Chimney Rock Had to pick up a bitch who wanted to give me the cock I got over there real cool and picked her up all good But half way to the hotel smoke start coming up from the hood Me and the bitch had to push and she didn't even get mad at me Figured out the problem made her go steal me a battery Not lavishly [Chorus x2] Lacville 79 I'm rollin in my Lacville 79 I'm smoking in my Lacville 79 I'm getting blowed in my Lacville 79 (took 2 hits there) I can't get rid of my Lacville 79
Bone thugs n Harmony, weed song [Krayzie Bone] Take me Higher, higher, baby Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it) Do you feel the same weed high that I feel?? Cause I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way) And I feeling so right Roll (roll), let's smoke, I got to get high I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la) And I just been smokin' and smokin' Smoke another blunt, roll another up You know that weed can really ease your mind Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could be a better place If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out), Choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out) Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded) [Chorus (Bizzy Bone):] The weed can't get no better (no better baby) [Bizzy Bone] 20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday Come around my way, you gone want to stay Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say Sure I need some more Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep, got the weed between the sheets Catch me, Mary J. blessed me Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt Open up and what you'll find in there (you don't really want) I never been in High Times (I never been in High Times) I never been in High Times but can you tell me that I've been so high all my life Am I high enough (am I high enough) Am I high enough (am I high enough) [Wish Bone] I remember being a little thug Weed, really didn't know what it was Then I took a puff and I realized I should always stay high The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright) If you feel like I feel, I got half on yo dime If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker If it's mine then I would since it's yours you could, you should If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt ***** huh, please think of me Cause you know I ***** like to get high (high), high and free Smokin' all night, feelin' all right Bone Thugs get high, so high High, high, all night, high, high So high [Flesh-N-Bone] Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my I know you wonder why I do it. Love the sky And I soar up so high This mornin' I was in my bed Bangin' and ringin' inside my head I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead So please don't go away, that's all I got to say Is I gotta have you Mary J Such a heavenly feelin' I get when I'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain Oh darlin' I'm going insane, and I really wish we can Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug ***** Nothin' less than a killa, I'm out in front makin' my scrilla I'm happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me Be rippin' the bong like me, can hit it as long as me [Layzie Bone] And when I need to free my mind I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed Everything I need, leave it to the trees It can make me feel better, and every day I wake *****s rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin' Through the city in my drop top Glock cocked, rollin', just rollin' Me and Mary Jane It's my world, it's my thang The way she penetrates my brain Buddah, done blessed me with game Good game, you wanna chop it up, we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome ***** lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long [Chorus 'til fade]
Chip tha Ripper - Super swag man My chevorlet be bangin bangin Dubs in tha trunk wit tha doors wide Screens glow so bright Chromes shinin when tha 4's glide Windows tinted so i, Blow my, Oh my Bubblegum kush i'm so high Slab up that is all We shall never stag or fall Super Sayan man so please stay off my Dragonballz All about a stack G 24's run like track meet You can keep King Kong in yo trunk cuz i got Godzilla in the backseat ROOF Big dog shit, Jungle in my Closet Red Monkeys pissed off cuz the Bathing Apes keep startin shit Runnin ma city like im run yo block Run up on me & tha gun go POP Ran through tha red light in my drop Big money so never runnin from tha cops Put *****z on in tha hood so when I'm sleep i still get money of Klutz Got a couple Puerto Rican hoez in tha west side Everytime I come they toss me bucks I got *****z everywhere so tha paint job really aint cost me much Black on Black wit tha 20 inch Sways Same car as them *****s Starsky & Hutch Hook Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man S-Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Call Me Supa Swag Man x2 Check my fit im so clean ho 9 in m Phee Coat I feel like a million bucks or should I say 25 Kilos What u mad at me 4 The whole world think we zeros Im showin these *****z how 2 really get money You should call me tha C-Town Hero Gettin all dis money what tha fuck i need tha Beef 4 But everyone of ma *****z b strapped Fuck around we put u 2 sleep hoe Gotta little fetish 4 Puerto Rican hoez or I'll jus go 2 Puerto Rico Look up in tha sky, its a bird, its a plane, oh no wait thats a G4 Its obvious im on some other shit take a look How can me & u b on tha same page if I'm in a different book Look at ma Fit Look at ma Bitch Look at ma Regal 76 Look at ma dick it must b long cuz when I'm gone they on ma tip Like Swag up, Slab up, Cash up, we got dough Land Rover, Range man best believe we got 4 If I wuz u I'd hate me 2 cuz yo baby mama think im hot tho Maybe cuz w e young, black trendsetters who got dough Hook Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man S-Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Supa Swag Man Call Me Supa Swag Man x2
Rebelution- Green Turns to Black Do you feel it now music's up in ya Do you feel it loud straight to the ears man It's that mean bass singing pleasure to meet ya The green and black throw it up so we see ya Do you feel the sound? It's coming straight through the waves While the music from the Earth keeps us sane I'm feeling that herb when the sun hits my face You create your mind so make your mental space Much respect to all the people thinking green Not just the color but the message in between Here's a mental weapon that you'll use frequently To stop evil people and end their beliefs Green turned to black, green smoked to black, green burnt to black Yea that's what we stand for Well Mr. tough guy he fights physically When all the people really need is some peace It are these moments where we turn to our needs It never caused no death nor disease Don't try to make it seem like we're some foolish youth Throwing away our lives, but we're searching for the truth Don't need authority/rules while we go unheard See there isn't any crime using herbs Much respect to all the people thinking green Not just the color but the message in between Here's a mental weapon that you use frequently To stop evil people and end their beliefs
BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY [Birds singing. Snoring. Rooster crowing. Alarm clock.] Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. It's tha 1st of tha month Krayzie: Hey, my *****s, we havin' a wonderful day, and I won't front with ya. Why? 'Cause it's the first of the month. And now I be smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts, and sippin' on forty ounces, thuggin', come, come, we got the blunts and rum. From jumpin' all night, we high. Hit up the block to where? East 99. I get with my ***** to get me some ye-yo. Double up, *****, what you need? We got weed to get P.O.D.'ded. Fiend for the green leaves. Give it up, it's the first for sure. Better lay low, 'cause the po-po creep when they roll, so [oh, no] break. If you can't get away, better toss that ye-yo, keep your bankroll. Yeah, we havin' a celebration. Love to stay high, and ya better believe when it's time to grind, I'm down for mine, crime after crime. Fin to creep to the pad 'cause mom's got the grub on the grill. If we got the food(ooh), you know it's the first of the month, and my *****, we chills for real. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month, so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on. x4 Bizzy: Wake up, and I see that my sister was already dressed. She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps. Watch and make sure no one snatches my check." *****, that's the mailman. Sort through the mail, and put it up in-a me pocket. Then I be hittin' the ninety-nine to get me a dub for forty duckets. But ain't no bucket, ride that RiTA, hop on the ten to the Clair, ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs, and I cash that dub. Man, I gotta get there. Playa-playa, holla, holla, St. Clair got much to offer, whether it be weed on 93 or offin' the Glock-glock for some dollars, so get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh. Most all of my *****s got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke it. Hittin' that reefer, hydro. Been known to cut, so fuck them po-po. Toss all that ye-yo,with a bone and say ho. Runnin' through the alley,(and into the malley) , hop on the second to sundown. Nose run from January on down to December, I'm lovin' the first of the month. Wake up, wake up, wake up,wake up,wake up, it's the first of the month, so get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, cash your checks and come on. Wish: It's the first of the month. Gotta grind, gotta get mine in the hood that I claim, and I slang on the double nine. Now to find them dubs, gonna get a forty. Can a thug get love? What's up? Try to slang on my corner, *****, you's a goner. St. Clair *****s don't like that. And sellin' them dummies, makin' that money, come back, *****, get pap pap. From the first to the fifteenth *****s smoke plenty weed, but I gotta save, gotta come up. Put my rocks in the cut. When I get high, *****, blaze that blunt. Time to roll to the pad, count out my profits, and add it to the stash. Gotta watch my back, see, for *****s that's tryin' to rob me, fool, but never no shorts or no losses, dumpin', keepin' these *****s up off me. See, the whole block, spend a couple bills, thugs smoke a lot of weed on the first [the first]. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month, to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on. Layzie: Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off early in the morning, stretchin', I'm yawnin', lightweight bent, chug-a-lug-a, take a fifth to the dome, 'cause then I can kick it with my trues. But it is the first, so I'm gettin' me hustle on. Hop on the phone, callin' up Krayzie Bone, "Wanna know, did you're O.G. check come?" [Krayzie: "She put me down."] "I'm a hop on the bus with Biz." [Krayzie: "You know, let's get drunk."] And I'm comin' with blunt after blunt of this skunk--*****, T, just put me down. Oh, God, how I love when the first come around, now, me feelin that black and mild. Head across town, 'cause ***** the first get celebrated. Rushin' to the block, 'cause I wanna get faded. Lookin' all wild, 'cause I'm need me hair braided. We heavily off into this game. True to the first, just call me that cus slang: braided. We heavily off into this game. True to the first, just call me that cus slang: them nickels and dimes the twenties,the fifties the first be the day for the dopeman slangin' that cocaine, fool, and I'm workin' late tonight and all the things we love 'cause I got them rocks for them pipes. Come, come up with them ends. I gotta get paid on the first, gotta blaze up me spliff. You're live with the Bone thugs, Poetic Hustla'z, and the Graveyard Shift on the first. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's the first of the month, to get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, so cash your checks and come on.
Machine Gun Skunk (ft. Jahdan)- Ruste Juxx I'm in love (trees) with mary jane (trees)X4 Yeah, I'm in love with mary jane shes my main thang she makes me feel alright she makes my heart sing puffin on that bubonic chronic you know that johnny blaze lime green petro-piff yeah thats got me hazed cannabis culture hasish way of life i only smoke on two occasions thats day and night hash pipe crushed and vanilla dust sorta give you hella rush lose two senses cant smell or touch i roll my window down it smells like jamaica ganja pon fire in that bamboo paper i smoke dolo 8 wen the birds come around feelin fo the blunt like finally the herb come around fuck that gimme the light pass the dro whoop yo ass like you never got yo ass whooped befo scientific halfbakedism is a must see you in the clouds flyin south with the ducks roll that shit light that shit toke it inhale exhale then you choke (cough cough) damn hit this shit cheif machine gun skunk in a mint leaf When i'm riding on the east side with red eyes tellin babylon boys then to legalize red eyes when im riding on the west side i get my marijuana medically prescribed we love the ganja My doctor told me i got chronic depression cuz if i aint got no chronic i be depressin and stressin he say your lungs black as tar weed i better get ridda im like fuck that doc i aint no quitter smoke dog baby been smokin since i was 2 8 ounce bottle full of malt liquor brew weed was put on this earth for us take advantage man tell the government legalize it so we can plant it man catch me in the coffee shop in amsterdam chokin on some hokus pokus and you know this man son i burn more than snoop dogg red man and method a record breaking 65 puffs in a second canadian nugget, kush, hawaiian tostic bubblegum, dro, white widow and all that fly shit blaze up the herb and the highest grade skunk and charge up me body so me know me not flunk when im riding on the east side with red eyes telling babylon boys then to legalize red eyes when im riding on the west side i get my marijuana medically prescribed we love the ganja medically prescribed ganja we got a lot a link ups with all of the farmer we got a lot a respect with youths in the area tell babylon legalize marijuana A lotta la la la la boom boom i smoke rude boy and me will smoke till me croak a lotta la la la la boom boom fa blaze i go to dikeman and get that purple haze split fer senseed on my bun like the sun 3 ounces of blueberry and ive just begun my ***** twin rollin up some of that G14 classified high ***** state penn green so lick off a shot for the marijuana lick off a shot you twist up ganja lick off a shot for all the boom spice ***** state of your body-o thats makin it hot when im riding on the east side with red eyes tellin babylon boys then to legalize red eyes when im riding on the west side i get my marijuana medically prescribed we love the ganja medically prescribed ganja we got a lot a link ups with all of the farmers we got a lot of respect from youths in the areas tell babylon legalize marijuana Listen to it on youtube or somethin
Sublime/Bob Marley - Pass the Marijuana I said you numb my feelings and now I feel okay Give me such inspiration to look at things another way You help me relax at the end of my day So if you feel like I feel, than let me hear you say Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way (x2) I like it when you roll it up real nice But lord I hate the price I like it in a Buddha bong bout two feet long Don't have to hit it twice and you still feel nice Pass the marijuana, pass the marijuana my way Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way (x2) I like it when you pack it up in a pipe And ya pass it round with the light Make sure the mood is right, be it day or night Let your mind take flight, make you feel so right Pass the marijuana, pass the marijuana my way Puff the magic Buddha here I come once again Takin' hit number ten and representin' West Marin I be fillin' my mind with knowledge as my lungs are filled with smoke Cough, chokin' on the potent smoke inside my throat From Chico, California to my home in the Bay, say We like to smoke out every day! I be Northern Lights smokin' hit the joint until I'm chokin', My eyes are turnin' red and I can barely keep 'em open The Mystic Roots be knowin' that the way of the walk is stoned Ask Seba, Irie, Johnny Kind or Shayne'll say: "It's on" I got the thin mustache, I need another hit a hash Cause I smoked all my grass just got a pipe all full a ash I'm stankin' from the dank and I can only want some more They call me Coot from Mystic Roots just like I told ya before Give me the green bud, cause 215 legalized I be the ganga connoisseur I likes it crazy crystallized so Pass the marijuana my way, and some papers so that I can roll a Jay Pass the marijuana, give Jah thanks and praise today Pass the marijuana, any old kind a way Thank god we passed 215, we legalized the green Thank god we passed 215, we legalized the green I like it when you roll it up real nice But lord I hate the price I like it in a Buddha bong, bout two feet long Don't have to hit it twice and you still feel nice Make sure the mood is right, be it day or night Let your mind take flight, make you feel so right (x2) Pass the marijuana, pass the marijuana my way weird, I don't think that's exactly how it goes, but whatever, I'm tooo lazy to fix it
"pack the pipe" - the pharcyde trapped in the cockpit at forty thousand feet the sky is the limit but we superscede the greed for the speed is like way beyond limits I grab my parachute with like forks and spoons in it and I'm falling I'm falling my heart rapid rushes death before my eyes oh why did I trust this my reactions are repeated over and over and over oh it seems like I will never be sober [get up, pack it in...high...I love gettin' high...Im'a get high 'till I die...can I have a light my brother...where is my bud] the pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe (x4) I look in every hip-hop magazine it seems that the blunts are being passed around the scenes in teams and the (gomma) man with contraband in lesser amounts I guess 'cause understands he has his chance passes like Fouts but his pass is incomplete 'cause I can tell in the smell to let the touch he pass me by let the (left) catch hell if I wanted to smoke tobacco I'd get a skinny white bitch I know that Fatlip carries a pack to cure the nicotine itch because the only itch I have is for the indoe or cess so don't pass me that mess or try to even protest that it's adding to the flavor 'cause the old one was fine won't you pack the pipe and keep it movin` down the line the pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe (x4) I got a big ol' blunt I'm lampin' on my front porch about to put a torch to it then Coco said don't do it please don't hit that shit in front of my little four year old son she sent him inside the house meanwhile my Sheri steadily rolled one [what are you doing (daddy)?] after the other then another 'cause I'm rollin' in the dough so we rolled in the indoe as if the kid didn't know he's lookin' through the windoew yo while we tryin' to hide it to make a boy grow to be ignorant and misguided about the bud now I have to play the part of the advisor because the bud is just the tasty tantalizer the bud not the beer 'cause the bud makes me wiser [figaro] so I said come're little man [whatcha want old man] and with his little hand he grabbed the pipe a lesson in buddah blessin' not too young just right so he started blazin' it was amazin' my lungs are black and shriveled up like a raisin but who am I to deny the kid a try at nature's little way of sayin' hi? [thank you old man] so pack the pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe (x4) twisting turning burning rings of fire when I come into ya layer say ya pay yer fare for the fee I see the pipe the pipe is what I like I'm Imani and I'm hype give me the pipe tonight I really wanna smoke it I really want to smoke it [...] I choke it the indoe no jokin' I'm doin' it like this [I hope I do not get this by anybody by anybody by anybody by anybody what? uh huh uh huh well where's Quinton, Quinton, Quinton where are you? yo Quint, Quint come're who got a lighter?...Imani got a lighter...ah kick somethin' on the mike] why does your mother smoke pipe with crack on the inside she likes to take a bus ride with a (shern) stick in her mouth preachin' about what the world's goin' on I don' know what's up the bitch smokes a lotta heron every day a hard basehead I don' know what to say [where's bus (stop) we'll call you up] let's pack the pipe the pipe, the pipe let's pack the pipe (x3) who packs the booty on the side (wipe) I crack I've lost track it's a cheap fuckin' pipe I saw ya... [say when] the pipe dammit!
So much hip hop/rap! Lets slow it down some This Joint Slightly Stoopid The taste of this joint We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Let's take a plane up out to Philly We flying out to Dallas Someone I'm meeting __ is Handing in it the chalice Some premil, we come play We getting the weed from Cali And rolling it up in Philly Smoking weed up all day Now they say they come playing, really And I really need to hear it ... You now that we would not get near No ordinary sensimilla And the only thing they wanted When the kryptonite is gone We started smoking supersonic If you got money to pay Better put your money on it A __ they go on and on and on and on And they say they never feel it But we're smoking this 'semilli No __ needed When I'm high I don't conceal it Everything is okay, this joint We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Smoked up all my weed from Philly And everything from Cali I'm all up and I'm by you Smoking the kind of Maui-wowi Pakalolo, grade A We call to the Carribean Deliver it up but their seeking All connections get paid Different strap for every season If you really need a reason We light the kryptonite and I open red bull Lighten b's, more than ounce or two of chronic In the end it's what we needed No artificial flavor, then they come Oh no no, we said, come and let the music play And __ repeat it Perfection, I go on and on and on and on I've been from Minnesota From there onto Daytona We come from up in New York Now up in Cali, superfona Everything is okay, this joint We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali Original, cutting the beat And I getting all the weed I said, does it taste strong? We rolling it up from Philly And I need all the weed from Cali OR Bowl for Two The Expendables But I said oh I I packed this bowl for two And I I'm gonna wanna smoke it with you (X2) Yes you know it is time For us to sit down and unwind I know the feeling, I know the feeling So stay with me tonight Gonna kick back relax Make sure the ganja's packed And we'll feel all right We're flying high now We're flying high now I cannot feel the ground We're flying high now We're flying high now My world is spinning round But I said oh I I pack this bowl for two And I'm gonna wanna smoke it with you (X2) So please don't run away When my ganja's all gone Promise me that you're gonna stay When my flight is all done There's only one thing left to do I got this one nug this frosty purple nug And it's big enough for two But I said oh I I pack this bowl for two And I am gonna wanna smoke it with you (X2) We're flying high now We're flying high now I cannot feel the ground We're flying high now We're flying high now My world is spinning round But I said oh I I pack this bowl for two And I'm gonna wanna smoke it with you Both songs are SO GOOD. And most of both bands other songs are pretty much amazing. (X2)
People Under The stairs : Acid Raindrops Out on the Porch [Verse 1] Lets have a mid city fiesta with your west LA connections Hop inside the vehicle start crossing intersections We learning life's lessons While we blaze this herbal essence A man was still a child and I have so many questions A struggle on my life till we vade the misconceptions To find a place to live between the negatives and positives While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms I went to pops house so I can visit moms and him Cut to the mall got them brand new pair of timberlands Then dipped down a one way trying to skew up double k And chill with my people on this bright and sunny day My ***** spliff was sippin beck's I'm slappin hands with guests Ok the shady spot so we can circulate the stress Mary Jane invades my brain now I can't complain I'm sayin what else is there to do besides relax Let the problems in your mind become ancient artifacts Perhaps these raps can help you alleviate The things that's got you trippin you watch me demonstrate First you ignore the nonsense and clear your conscience Let your pen touch the paper write verbs and consonants As the words become a sentence you start to feelin different The stress is out your mind you feel like the weight was lifted Terrific I'm glad we had this time to discuss I'm outro call me if you want to blaze one up [Chorus] When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop. I let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop. Just let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find [Verse 2] I try to keep it stress free take everyday at a time Make sure the families in place and let the music unwind I got men to take charge like major outlet Ride around the country chillin in my LA express On every street corner The importance of having fun If he bottle spill tobacco don't nobody carry guns We keep our minds on fun and let the drums do the bangin On any given day like Mr. Cooper yo we hangin Under the blue sky the state laced the small Belucchi quarter inched cables with all the sound that we brawl Can't get enough so brother pass another cold one Feel like a dad at a ball game mappin with his son Chuck D yo word up we buggin over time From the light to the lime original star time It's the double criss one It camel brought the ammo so we can shoot Game like thugs on your sport channel Take off the du-rag replace it with a thinkin cap If you didn't know tell the bro he should have known that We here for one thing and that's to remain What's the name...name...name...***** [Chorus] When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes my pain stop. I let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes my pain stop. Just let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find [Verse 3] Yo L.A. hit me one time make it funky Double down on my underground sound I'm feelin lucky For this jackpot I jacks pot to feelin my crips We lay back chillin and feelin the music relates We on the to the two hangin with my crew Bullshittin while we sittin down drinkin our Sabu And to the afternoon turns to the moonlight Funky tracks and nickle sacks freestylin all night Doin it right no one with time music make it better My crew banging two blocks like shots from my berretta Snub no's to the hoes who pose I suppose Honey you gotta understand your mans got flows And I'm leavin you so by the time I get the phoenix Underground ground hits are goin to fiend this musical genius Transglobal by the books Like Barnes with noble hooks Armed with overlooked talented guests of while bless crooks Who still lose and keep this shit alive Something for your truths to sit around and bye bye For camel double invest to ease stress We bout to hip hop so have fun and god bless [Chorus] When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop. I let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop. Just let the music take over my soul, body and mind To kick back relax one time and you goin find [Verse 4] Pop collars to this Wear ice to this Drink crys to this Yo is there somethin we missed Pop collars to this Wear ice to this Drink crys to this Is there somethin we missed? Yeh like my two way Throw boes and do the shoulder shake We throwin boes up in here Do the shoulder shake Oh shit my two way Oops my shoulder shake I'm throwin bows Sublime for sure smoke two joints! CLASSIC Tom Petty Last dance with mary jane <3
I don't even need to post the whole song.. you already know! "It's friday morning, where the weed at? Let me dip into pocket for my fat weed sack. Cuz I wanna get highhh, like a plane, in the skyyy. With the indo cloud in my brain." hahaha
Alborosie still blazin, still blazin, still blazinnn cuz jah jah power its so amazinn give I di strength and protection, keep praisin each and everydayeeee Wiz Khalifa why can' t everyone just smoke like me? just gimme a quiet place and lemme roll my weed where ain't nobody in my business don't nobody gotta know let all your conscious go and blow it by the O I'm here but my minds gone and its gettin hard to see you cuz my eyes low marijuana minutes, ***** time slow on a kush clock, there's always time to smoke say I look high? I say I'm high bro.. still blazin onn with me, just facin I remember days when I could only smoke on occasion I couldn't wait to go and cop from ray and them rollin blunts of 50, stuck in my moms basement had dro for sale but *****s was smokin haze then blew a O a day then, don't know but somehow I made away Find More lyrics at SWEETS LYRICS and ***** them bills need pay but imm... why can't everyone just smoke like me? just get up out my face and lemme roll my weed where ain't nobody in my business, don't nobody gotta know lets all learn how to roll and blow it by the O I'm here but my minds gone, 400 a zip *****h that's what I'm on and I'm gonna re-up as soon as the fires gone smokin og kush from another time zone as the smoke begins to pile on wettin rags and puttin bags over the fire alarm you *****s styrofoam, lightweight I'm on my 13th oz, quite baked you probably go to sleep, ya throat might ache you off that good weed, you need a nice break see I roll jays up all day and you gonna have to put a 8th in they sayin its amazin how I'm........