Smoke Out
• Written by FadedRecords
When the weed is so loud, high as the clouds
Stuck in your mind not hearing a sound
Lighting your blunt with match
Whilst turning the music up to the max
Your head in a cheerful stage, not even fazed
Chilling and chatting with homies pre blazed
Not caring or fearing the shit that gods sent
Throat so horse like you gotta new accent
Smoke so thick you could cut with axes
No need for glasses, there's nothing to see
Lungs so filled it makes it hard to breath
The alternate side of life, bruh
This doesn't mean you can invite you self, tough
I'm the host with no manners
Smoking at you own pace, i don't want any braggers
Go ahead keep smoking until you can't, it ain't fatal
If you don't cough, you having inhaled your total
I'm gunna keep on burning hidden, until its made legal
I'd rather use a pipe and any other dirty needle
Sniffing aint for me as you can see
The marijuana, stops unneeded stress, the calmer
The non-harmer which people don't seem to know
Come on get your facts straight bro
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FadedRecords
Member since July 29 2014