I'll take all that ya got yo I mean it
I pick it roll it up and smoke it then repeat it
And I don't needa try it
I don't why ya still here
Cuz I'll be The Buyer

Like a finger in ya lip a bit my mind going numby
pulling out ya wallet that's a laugh for some money
tap it in my palm tree while i study
cuz the world got me feeling heady honey
fill the paper flick the bic n let it burn with ease
my chest is full i pay a cough for a bit of peace
a bit for you i brought a bit for me
get over to the spot we'll cop two more of these

But me & her don't puff and pass
we smoke and smash
then hit the kitchen like we broke a fast
like the last,
supper - I'm forrest with the trees
And when I got the green,
you know I got the green
So she twisted up a louisville
slugger - we had time to kill
smoked it till out fingertips
I think i'm flashing back to trips
Getting deep in bed, I couldn't leave this head
wondering why theres fools at work when you can sleep instead
Cuz I know how it goes,
rich man dance to the poor mans woes
so put that in your pipe and smoke it
hit so deep you thought your lungs were broken
round here we burn sequoias everyday
why ya think theres smog in L.A.?

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