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Its grey outside the perfect time to spark one up and write some rhymes

We sit inside and theorize of types of life beyond our skies

Inhale in exhale out, inhale green exhale cloud

Chilling with an instrumental that's what life is all about

Think you got it figured out, nodding to the wavy sound

Digging for the flavor buried deep beneath the underground

Forget what you were saying, forget that you were making

Something in the kitchen that could satisfy the craving

 

Head on out the back door to sit and watch the rainfall

Something about that scenery that strikes me like a fastball

Open up the mind and let the knowledge flood inside

Realize the government just feeds the public lies

We're not a bunch of thugs its not a gateway drug

We're not even slightly violent like an angry drunk

Never been a threat never seen blood shed

They're not even half the lies the government has spread

 

Alcohols a real problem often its forgotten

How much of an impact

Rolling up more reefer turning up the speaker

realize you gotta bounce

A hundred eyes or twice our size I wonder would it hypnotize,

I wonder would it tell us lies or leave us with their own advice

Would they leave us paralyzed or help to make us realize

That we're nothing special