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Blue Scholars
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Tommy Chong
Ey, whether you're ballin or broke Want to find the most hot? Just follow the smoke
Everybody want to fly but Nobody want to know How the whole thing started Whenever you were born, yeah, Go back farther Deep in jungles of the Ganges River Two thousand B.C. See Hindus and Sikhs Shitloads of weed Very first plant cultivated for the fabric And any time they burned it The people started dancing. Medicine man put the people in a trance. Then they transported West Brought by brown farmers Shared with the (rosters) And said it's called Ganja Greeks and the Turks traded gold for dope And soon Shakespeare smoked the shit And wrote dramas Soldiers Napoleon led wrought civilians And stashes of hash Took it back to France with them Christopher Columbus, first drug smuggler Slaves made to grow his shit But smoked some of it to laugh at the master Plotting his disaster And everywhere the immigrant went he had to drag that
Listen, I'm just stating the facts If I'm mistaken, my bad I'm just a messenger Spitting wikipedia raps I gotta, (Shawn Kip) in my pocket Cutting in half It's two Gary Paytons Don't ask do the math I know cats who got killed for the sack Who'd probably be alive If the market for the (bama) wasn't bad You put in the hands of the many who Mark territories and blood Kind of scary huh? Ain't even talking about the ones with the badge The ones still waging that war inside their heads The same ones who could probably use a couple hits And I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of fuckers did
Make you want to roll up a J And say shit I aint gonna be the one That get caught for doing this Cool, you gotta know the rules How to live You want to find the loopholes Do what I say As long as you aint got forty grams in your hand Can't get you with a felony Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Delivery intent But anything less than that is a misdemeanor And legally a reason for police to take seizure Even with initiatives passed Decriminalizing the green grass They don't want to see that Might as well get you a forever green pass Hit that dispensary fast Believe that this law is so flawed The foundations done The more things outlawed The more outlaws run George Washington himself probably puffed a chronic Now his face getting exchanged for this shit Ironic, hah!
I went through that Bob Marley stage That ganja ganja That one love brah It's medicine that makes you stronger (Acquainted to meet ya) And isolated in my apartment Blazing (that day to day) and playing Grand Theft Auto Like damn, I'm way more creative Twenty minutes later staring at the paper Yeah, at four twenty It was all about the love Now, it's four thirty one And I'm paranoid as fuck Like, who are the these hippies? Where are my real friends? Why you playing (happy sack on a field) Ben? You need Visine Your eyes are real red? Whiz Kalifa is gonna fuck your girlfriend
I'm not against legalization I'm not at all I'm against glorification You are not Snoop Dog Moderation that's the key If the door is unlocked It's up to you how you use it Make the call C'mon
So when you puff that Thinking that's how it is Blowing more trees than the Northwest wind Knowing that your six times as likely As them to do time If your skin tone is darker than his The last thing that you want on your mind But the man in supply is in command of your high brah Ey, you listening? I'm trying to drive gems
Ey yo, shut the fuck up and pass that shit Okay
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