Weed Lyrics

So when I'm fed up I get red up
Mary Jane messed my head up
She can be my best friend forever
At times I regret that I met her
When she eats all my cheddar
But she makes life seem better
Like whatever
Stressin' me out she settles me down
Put it in the air bredder spread it around
But don't abuse it
We use it to temple ball
From Nepal there's a mental drawl
Meditated like we're mental
Just the way God intended
When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid
I used to use cigarette mix and blend it
Now I don't tend to ping everybody offended
If they criticise weed defend it
A crystallised tide yo' glistenin'
Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine
This is the deal
All day every day give you something to feel

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki

Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and shit
And cigs remove the twig
That's the life of the breathing tip
With king slims and choice blends to no end
High kyer fire burnin' sex with friends
But I burn it with a precedent
A broken men
Street soldier strutting out of with the leafy stem
High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and pain
Knock it on to the punters and they're back again
Buy cheap sell high and subsidise what you buy
Still I walk straight through this crimson tide Yet you all polluters don't know what one hit could provide
Best just step aside I take a poetic glide
We're off into the stratosphere
Eyes too glazed
I'm being slayed from the potency
Toxicated commodity my property
Meditated with E's the weed flows through my blood stream

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki

Even the driest shit, taste it
All types of hybrid
The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
This is for the friends I got high with, by with
The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
Sky-high kids from the happy high rise
This is a rise smith
With their spliffs in the vice script
Puffin' Northern Lights
And the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
Flying in for the cannabis club
Till I damage a lung
And my cabbage is broke
Either way I'm getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
So I'm sat in my drum strappin' bad shit I'm done

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Weed
Weed...

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