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What do you guys think are the best weed lyrics
King Tech Quadafi:
buuuudddddaaaaa lllllooooovvvvvvvvaaazzzzz
West Coast Veteran:
I don't really remember feeling like this
Got this love formin' in my life–from this dame
And indeed took the form of life–it's a shame
How a man can fall in love with dreams--not afraid
Not afraid to let you up and leave
Do your thang MaryJane mess with all my folks–got 'em high
For the days that they were lost and broke–shit got 'em by
Only right was stopping it from props
Plus she from the block of only finer crops
Do your thang MaryJane
chorus:
When the world starts to stress you out–what you do?
Put a cancer stick up in your mouth–or grab a brew
Sold in stores but the fact remains is–they the blame
And the government's been taxin' that ( )-- gettin' paid
If it's taxable it's cool to smoke--kill or not
And the alcohol is killin' folks– true or not
Other people try to make you bad--but I know you not
When my situation's lookin' sad I know I got
A true friend in my time of need–all I need
Your natural you come from seeds–I decree
Makes me happy when I'm feelin' pain
Once again makes me happy just to hear your name
Do your thang MaryJane
chorus:
When you sad depressed and feeling strange–who you blame
Need some company to keep you sane–call her name
MaryJane I love you MaryJane–do your thang
You're all I need to get me through this thang–true to game
You aint never made me stash my thang–scratch the brain
Anything you've always kept me tame–and its plain
For me to see that you my everything–MaryJane
MaryJane helps to ease the brain–when you hang
Through the seasons you aint never change–stayed the same
Never seen what people seen in speed–you became
Naturally you everything we need–do the thang
Do your thang baby true indeed
Do your thang MaryJane
EastsideLBC:
^^Word!!! Scarface "Mary Jane" was my tokin' joint 24/7.........that joint is just str8 ill....... :D
Pillow:
well i am not shure on an exact song but its prolly sometin by snoop. i got a song about weed i ll let u all peep it, i thinks its pretty tite....
THE NEED FOR WEED
Mary Jane
Pleasure Mixed WITH Pain
Thoughts racing cuz it Speeds UP YA Brain
Heads a track
Leaving Ya Head IN The Fast Lane high
DRO AKa Money Drain
POCKET PAIN Then GO WITH 'Rags
THA 'Plain' Jane 'divine' Right Theory
Smoke TILL YA reach a 'RELIGIOUS' gain
Blazing w grimmsta
Experience mysterious INSIGHT enlightened Arcane
2001 AND forever, higher, Perfect Flight attain 'd
Smoke 'Lights' w US N WE'LL LEAVE YA LUNG 'STAIN 'd'
Serenity in Vane
While Ya Heads High in The Clouds
Leaving ya mind Sane
high RING all but only if YA cough Free
Not interested IN a LIGHTWEIGHT draftee experience equates flight control
We Can Get Ripped Smoking in The Dead sea roll 'fat' ~ Blunts 'thick'
We only Smoke The 'DeNSe'iST trees
tOKe till YA blind
To envision God Heavenly Thoughts Left 2 See
Come fly home Away From Home
Bliss free state OF MIND
Thoughts flee
411 smoke free zone? Hell NAw...most Yall R blazing mC'S
Our weed 'Heightens' ya "intelligence"
Left Only 2 "think" 'Highly
(Hook)
At last, time for that puff puff and pass
Yes indeed I got that need for weed
Coughing and choking, but please don’t rescue me
I will down a whole ounce of weed
Red sea
Full of turbines invading my eyes
Pupils dilated from an awkward stage
Get guns and hold in breath to upping my eye
Heads clouded with numerous thought so I must be in the sky
Fuck dro I'm rolling with Kb and the red hair
Reaching past limits
Intoxicated and thawed with a ticket
My mind set and the place I’m in is like Alzheimer soon to forget it
my mouth is having a drought
Colors fade and the lights slowly dim and they beginning to turn out
Or is that the vision I'm having that is slowly impaired
Glancing at the wall that parades the room...shit is that really there?
A smoke hazard
First name Blazing cuz I'm a toking emcee rapper
Blunts seem like 6 as we pack more fatter
(Hook)
At last, time for that puff puff and pass
Yes indeed I got that need for weed
Coughing and choking, but please don’t rescue me
I will down a whole ounce of weed
Hit bongs while producing songs
We container more grass that the mowers in the lawn
Prices increase so quickly i checked in the shop of the pawn
Lungs paralyzed w/ a sequence of blood shot eyes
Shorten of breath feeling Asthma attacks coming on that are massive
We weed blunts with fire that's rapid
Without shit I rather be caught and fond when I had it
Dazed and I add up what lefts like equations of mathematics
Globally i present my pothead revolution influencing those to play and sell the drugs of traffic
peace.......
..::TinMaN::..
Myrealname:
THIS SONG IS FUCKING TIGHT ! ! ! !
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Artist: Defari
Album: High Times * THC - The Hip Hop Collection Vol. 1
Song: Bomb Tree
[Chorus: Defari]
Roll it, light it, smoke it, choke it, toke it
See if you can hold it, this bomb tree
Trick it, stack it, pack it, bong rips
See if you can handle all of it, this bomb tree
Roll it , light it, smoke it, choke it, toke it
See if you can hold it, this bomb tree
Trick it, stack it, pack it, bong rips,
See if you can handle all of it, this bomb
(Defari)
My minds trippin', I'm flying like the Jetsons
I got greener trees than the vegetable section
Though I'm blown on high, I'm concentrating on this realness
Society's playin' with these devils and illness, God
Hear me when I beg for forgiveness
All the black and tans I've had, all the forty's and Guinness
All the sacks and the bags I've rolled full of indo
Hot box in the low with the rolled up windows
Ninety-eight degrees outside, ash the roach, put the AC on sixty-five and drive
These Los Angeles streets I ride
Peep a cold ass nigga with the bloodshot eyes, Defari, yeah
That name ring a bell
and that kush those dudes smoked got that bomb ass smell
Palm trees ain't the only greenery in California
In fact, the most common tree is what we call doja
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
Now I've been all around the world for the bomb ass tree
Canada, Amsterdam, Christine to Italy, the Bay and Honolulu
I even got thai weed in London that look like doodoo
Imagine blunts longer than a Hennessy fifth
Northern lights, purple kush with a mushroom mix
Add my rockin' hash to your little blunt of tricks
Now what do we have? A motherfuckin blunt that hits
That's the shit, stop playin', add a sack to this
But put it back in your pocket if you got seeds and sticks
You dig? I'm only firing up fire weed
Make a stress smoker really admire me
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
I'm from that Cheech and Chong scene
I got that mean Joe Green
I'll burn trees until I'm one hundred and thirteen (damn)
And maybe then I'll stop, Not!
I'll be a great grandpops with the finest of stock
Cannabis cup, we party, can't handle this stuff
Damage your lungs, what! Pack another one
I got fresh water for the bong, that's six feet long
Exercise before I rip it cuz this weed is strong
A Jay of white widow sprinkled with some hash in the middle
Make a nigga hella happy, like when he was little
Bout to grub except now we burn pounds and dubs
I'd like to take time out to thank those who gave love
On the sack, the rest of y'all niggas is wack
Tried to serve a nigga shake at the end of your bag
Zig zag, take a slow drag
And if you just started smoking tree you wouldn't know that
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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