| Mr devil
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| He’s kinda heavy metal
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| When he flips that switch
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| With his foot on the pedal
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| Getting menstrual
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| And kind of uptight
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| So he kicks back and attacks
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| With a rizla or a pipe
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| Huffing & puffing
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| Now things don’t seem quite the same
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| With that T.H.C
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| Running through his veins
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| All his troubles
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| Going up in smoke
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| Hey wake up man
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| Don’t you bogart that joint
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| And pass it on
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| To the chemical doctor
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| Hawk-like look
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| And barbadian stupor
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| Crack hut fiends
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| And dreams of paradise
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| He takes his chances
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| With the roll of the dice
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| His decision
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| In a land of prohibition
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| You can mass debate
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| Waste your breath on a solution
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| So realizeillegal or legit
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| The whole world’s still gonna take a hit
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| Smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| We’ve gotta smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| Introducing mr slugboye
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| The moniker he employs
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| As a decoy
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| And committed to the green
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| The brown
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| And the black
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| No foreign frontier
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| Can hold him back
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| To all you french douane
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| Keep searching for the evidence
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| Cos you got more chance
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| Of finding commie U. S presidents
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| Your hounds on his balls
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| Or thereabouts
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| That’s the first time
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| They be inna dog bitch mouth
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| Luck is his name
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| Smoking weed is his game
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| Put the whole bag in now
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| Don’t you ever complain
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| Waking up to the papers
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| Of the rolling kind
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| First thing in the morning
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| Chinese eyed
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| Smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| We’ve gotta smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| So let no man curse
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| The paraphernalia in this verse
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| Never mind our affairs
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| Deal with your shit first
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| And take this advice from the alvis…
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| And it’s a 1 for the honey
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| And 2 for the weed… etc…etc
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| When i’m home alone
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| Unplug the fridge and the phone
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| Fire up a biftah
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| And enter the zone
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| With some skunk
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| Scored from a part time dealer
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| Who’s selling to his mates
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| For bit of free reefer
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| So kick back and relax
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| And enjoy our favorite tipple
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| Suck on it now
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| Like a baby on a nipple
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| Chill out to this jam
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| Or get up and dance
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| Cos all we’re saying’s
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| Give weed a chance
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| Smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| We’ve gotta smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit
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| We wanna smoke some shit
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| We’ve gotta smoke some shit
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| Marijuana’s the real hit
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| We got to smoke some shit x3 |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smoke Some Shit , by - King Prawn. Song from the album Got the Thirst, in the genre Панк