[Johnny Richter:]
Come, come, come, come. (Can Anybody Hear Me?)
Come here, let's walk & talk so we can hear each other's side.
You huff & puff & stuff & seem to think that you're alright.
We try to see eye to eye, but the truth there is no compromise.
You staring at the moon, we lookin' up at the sunrise.
So come please take my hand, & try to understand.
That what you're really afraid of, is just a little plant.
That comes from the Earth with water, sunlight, and love.
Unless you growin' Hydroponics, Indo, then it's in tubs.
Or buckets, f*ck it's sticky big ole nuggets we love it.
And you can suck it if you out there hatin' on me in public. Cause I'm above it man, I'm like a bird in the breeze.
Smokin' my trees, me & weed, as high as can be.
Can anybody hear me? Does anybody feel what I'm sayin'?
And is there anybody out there who thinks freedom's worth savin'?
Can anybody hear me? [x5]
[Chorus:]
You say it's wrong, but it feels so right.
When I, rip my bong or hit my pipe.
You wanna' lock me up, and lose the keys.
I wanna', live in peace and smoke my weed.
[Daddy X:]
Can anybody hear me?
Can anybody hear me?
How the years go...
Times just flyin' by.
All the times we spent.
Doin' shows and gettin' high.
I can't lie, I feel blessed just to be alive.
On the frontline, I saw some friends and family die...
So many times, I think how life could have been.
If I could afford to be an upright citizen.
I never been that type, to believe the hype.
I been grimy hardcore almost all my life.
I like pushin' limits, walkin' on the edge.
I love the feelin' when the ganja seeps into my head.
So in my dyin' days, I don't want no regrets.
I wanna' go out blazin'...
[Chorus:]
You say it's wrong, but feels so right.
When I, rip my bong or hit my pipe.
You wanna' lock me up, and lose the keys.
I wanna', live in peace and smoke my weed.
[D-Loc:]
Another day, another session.
Time to get it go & show 'em smoker.
That's how we live n love n burn 'em, toke 'em, pack n floatin'.
So let me tell you that it feels so good when I light my Chronic.
I'm always on the smoke, here comes the time to flaunt it.
Flaunt it when I got it, never don't got it got it ochiee walla' walla' holla'.
So I always got the ganja ganja.
You know the plant, damn it's nothin' but love.
It never do us no wrong, and it makes the people feel strong.
And if ya' hear me, then ya' hear me.
Come on an sing along.
An if ya' hear me, then ya' hear me.
Come on an sing along.
I wanna' live my life in peace, up under the trees.
With my family, in the Oregon breeze.
You say it's wrong, but it feels so right.
When I rip my bong or hit my pipe.
You wanna' lock me up, and lose the keys.
I wanna', live in peace and smoke my weed...