| One seed, two seed, three, four, and five
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| How many of these seeds can they keep alive and so I’m singing (singing)
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| Don’t you know the fact my gardens sacred
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| Ain’t nobody gonna come and rape it ain’t nobody gonna come and take it
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| Its my whole life
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| Love and passion consumes the reaction
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| Now feed them the feelings that grow them so high
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| We’ve been baby the blossoms partaking
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| What’s awesome and spread out the world that’s no lie
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| Here in my garden (here in my garden)
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| I’m harvesting everything with love (love)
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| And it gets passed around (woa oh oh oh oh)
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| I’m planting my garden (planting my garden)
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| Harvesting everything with love (love)
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| The sun keeps shinning down (woa oh oh oh oh)
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| I love it when spring comes around
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| I love putting seeds in the ground
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| But look what’s this that I found?
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| Could it be another piece of the puzzle?
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| Looks like a baby tree, pass me a shovel
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| So I can dig it up and put it in a nice place
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| Might be trainwreck, mite be silver haze
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| Well anyways Ima move it to a better spot
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| So it can get sunlight and be some better pot
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| chronic always burning on a bag
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| Got the good buds even got a little hash
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| Calling me a plane always flying through the sky
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| Captain chronic, I’m super duper high
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| I’m super duper fly
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| I’m a super duper guy
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| Never spill a bong always got a clean pipe
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| If you wanna come along stand by my side
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| Take a hit of this get ready for the ride
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| I’m a take a hit of that and you take a hit of this
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| Roll a fat fatter makes cannabis bliss
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| Cause where I live everybody’s got weed to give
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| So where I live cover up our eyeballs, u dig?
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| We get so high so cal
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| Everything things always better cause we so smoked out
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| Kottonmouth Kings and we won’t slow down
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| Still blowing smoke rings bitch watch what now
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| Snacks stay open like 7−11
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| I smoke my bud like 24/7
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| Get a tight pack never dry in the bag
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| It was kinda blunt wrapped but high as the heavens
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| If I get goes pro then I won’t fold
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| Roll the swift man fire with the
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| Drop pop pop, that bowl
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| Poppidy pop pop my load!
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| Here in my garden (here in my garden)
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| I’m harvesting everything with love (love)
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| And it gets passed around (woa oh oh oh oh)
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| I’m planting my garden (planting my garden)
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| Harvesting everything with love (love)
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| The sun keeps shinning down (woa oh oh oh oh)
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| Its harvest time the moon was shine pure magic in the air
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| That universal miracle like drum sticks on a snare
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| That cycling the seasons change the healing that repairs
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| We pass around the sacred pipe then hold it in the air
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| We blow the smoke in 4 directions giving thanks each time
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| Then nothing can reward the gods like fruit at harvest time
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| So plant your seeds and love the soil and water it each day
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| And live your life with pure intention good things will come your way
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| (so they say)
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| Here in my garden (here in my garden)
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| I’m harvesting everything with love (love)
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| And it gets passed around (woa oh oh oh oh)
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| I’m planting my garden (planting my garden)
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| Harvesting everything with love (love)
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| The sun keeps shinning down (woa oh oh oh oh) |