| THE BOB MARLEY GETS US SUPER-DUPER HIGH!
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| THE BOB MARLEY GETS US SUPER-DUPER HIGH!
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| To the East, West, North and South
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| Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em comin' around
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| To the kottonmouth nation! |
| Pass it Around, Pass it Around
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| I’m puffin' budz
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| You know I’m all about it
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| I got the reggae rock smokin' out my own chalice
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| My eyes is red; |
| D-Loc can never get enough
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| Sometimes I sit and think of how much weed I really puff-
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| You know it’s good! |
| I’m sittin' back zonin' out
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| I’m blowin' dank chronic smell comin' out my mouth
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| Now show me somethin' I haven’t seen before:
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| It’s like givin' candy to a kid up in the candy store!
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| My eyes is red, the color of a coke can
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| Boarders got me trippin' wishin' thinkin' I’m in Disneyland
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| The purple haze
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| The OG Kush Bud
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| Trainwreck, CC, Skunk 1 n' Dump Truck!
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| The cottonmouth got my toungue ridin' it so let me take another hit and let me
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| blow another cloud now
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| The cottonmouth got my toungue ridin' so let me roll anouther blunt, fill it up,
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| and pass it all around
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| We gots the good vibe
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| And the killer herb
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| We unitin' the tribe so go and spread the word
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| It’s goin' down man, and I can feel it comin'
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| We goin' smoke chain, so let me tell you somethin'-
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| There are some laws spiritual and natural
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| And nature never lies: that’s pure and factual
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| So together man, it’s in the Devil’s hands
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| Watch 'em demonize God’s perfect plant!
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| We been brainwashed all year to believe
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| That the evil planted some kinda evil seed
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| Are you kiddin' me? |
| that’s insanity!
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| It’s the plant that can unify humanity!
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| So MISTER OFFICER, STOP HARRASSING ME
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| And puttin' all my brothas in the penitentiary:
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| I wanna live in peace, you wanna fight wars
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| I wanna sing my song
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| You’re beatin' down my door
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| You can always catch me next in the rotation (pass it around)
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| Johnny Richter and the and blazin' it (pass it around)
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| We tend to smoke and smoke and smoke until our lungs hurt
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| Ask if I’m high and my answer’s always «YES SIR! |
| «Cannibis cup '06 was a big blur
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| But so were '99 and 2000, hotbox the bullshit we hotbox our houses'
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| Hotbox the car and we hotbox the plane
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| We got weed plenty so we be A-OKay!
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| The story’s told as the story goes
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| State to state in a haze blazin' every show
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| Even over seas we be burnin' em down
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| As for the K-M-Kings we keep passin' around |