Weed Song

Imagination a source of creation so I'm baking with the Haitians

Scourge of all this hatred, the Rap Gods hold me in disfavor

So I savor the flavor, of the marijuana saver

blowing on a blunt the size of the guitar of John Meir

roll a fatty up and pollute the equator

hold on, let me immaculate, smoke with me you're lungs will start to emasculate

you might cough so hard, it'll force you to ejaculate

blowin ickey sticky douja, I bought it from the corner

Just one blunt, and now I gotta visit the coroner

from the skunky odor, got a boy actin like a monkey slinging dookie can't control it

don't try to deny it, when you smoke with Profound Pupil You feel you're lungs are dying

 

I got a zip on it, Sit on you're ass and smoke these tree's

I got a zip on it, pass the blunt, lets blow this weed

I got a zip on it, so much smoke we can not seee

I got a zip on it, partna can you see my feet?

 

I'm the mad dro smoker, my clothes probably laced with the loud skunk odor

when I pull up in your hood, everybody already knows us, atleast smell us, I can't believe these boys is jealous

And I would speak my mind but for right now, I'm headless

man this weed sack is endless, and If I need more, I can get it cause my weed man's stupendous

Not going to lie that last hit left me breathless, I feel reckless, but who's buds the freshest?

please don't cough, cause that shit is infectious

and when I wake up, its a wake and bake for breakfast

you puff puff pass, and then reject another, I can tell that you're a novice

but I'mma smoke regardless, I guess it goes to show, the heartless grind the hardest

Now take a hit of the blunt and lets see who goes the farthest

 

 

I got a zip on it, Sit on you're ass and smoke these tree's

I got a zip on it, pass the blunt, lets blow this weed

I got a zip on it, so much smoke we can not seee

I got a zip on it, partna can you see my feet?