There is this band. There name is Lyrici........ They exisited about 20 years ago, and at the time of the recordings, the band members are all about 16-17 years old. they rap about weed and nothing else, kind of simialr to cypress hill, afromoan or kottonmouth kings only much better then any of them. no one knows about them. you cant find them on the internet. Theres probably 50 - 100 copys of their music, mabey even less. They are so awesome that i have decided to share with the world. If you want a copy of the albulm I have, send me a PM with your email and I will send you the almbul via email in mp3 format. Each track will be a sepearte file, meaning you will get one email from me, containing 21 attachments, each of which will be a track off the albulm. heres a lil taste of some lyrics. THIS IS ONLY ONE VERSE OF A SONG I GOT THE CHRONIC IN MY HAND SO PURE FROM COMPRESSION THAT THE NUGS ENOUGH TO LAST A 37 HIT SESSION AND JUST AS YOUR THINKIN THAT THE BOWL IS GOOD AND GONE I FLIP IT OVER WHAT DO YA SEE? DAMN BOMB ASS CHRON ANOTHER SONG I'm seein' a pioneer with the buds and the beer I'm smellin skunk and im drunk so i cant even steer the only person i fear is me in the mirror but the outcome's "A" So my eyes are clear A shear image of an intellectuals max the 3 bassic elements when you chill and relax besides watchin tv without wearin your slacks like toucan sam said, just the facts HERES ANOTHER VERSE FROM ANOTHER SONG Sittin on the couch with my green weed pouch listen' to my mom tell me not to fuckin slouch but i dont give a fuck and i dont give a what she better leave before i shove my foot up in her butt finally shes gone got my hand on the bong here come some bitches, time to whip out my "shlong" with my bong in my hand and my "shlong" in her clam up down, up down BAM BAM BAM!!! Here it comes on your face would you like another taste we'll buy a fuckin case of sublime beer with the straight and the non-queer spill a drop I'll shed a tear no fear Its all clear Holly Shit I hit a deer! How the hell did I get here? I'm blind and deaf, I cant hear! Shit Kick it, I'm lovin the crip Like my pop once said takin chronic to the head oh fuck, i think he's dead or mabey faded (fade-ded) Gettin stoned, gettin buzzed smokin weed with red fuzz yes indeed i need my weed a couple G's all for me for my greed no more acid, pills, or shrooms lead me straight into my doom ???????????????????????? 60 feet beneath my toomb OK, ONE MORE VERSE TO ONE MORE SONG HYDRO- G - I - N YOU BETTER TURN THAT SHIT UP CUZ IM AT IT AGIAN OH NO GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR IM A TICKIN TIMB BOMB AND IM READY TO BLOW YOU BETTER BEWARE YOU BETTER PREPARE IF IT SMELLS LIKE CHRONIC THEN HYDRO WAS THERE OH HELL NO, SUCK ON MY BALLS IN THE MOTHERFUCKIN BATHROOM ALL UP IN THE STALLS.