| No smoking, we ain’t having that
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| You gotta get up outta the back
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| And taking up seat space
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| Can’t you tell by the look on my face
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| That i wanna get baked till I can barely even see straight
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| I can drink a beer and be lit
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| But i’ll prolly start driving and crash or some shit
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| Not on weed though, i control the buzz
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| And i can shake it quick when im hounded by the fuzz
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| I wish this was another place
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| I would just blow it in his face (*coughs* Hey what the fuck you doing?!?)
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| Just let me smoke my shit
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| You can put that on my probate court
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| When you done, I’d like to burn you wit my… Newport!!!
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| Smoke something, let the edge be gone
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| And rewind the song, and homie, pass the bong
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| Blaze
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| Can you roll it up
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| When the beats stop, roll it up
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| Since back in the days
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| I be blazin' up
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| I wanna hear you say
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| Blaze
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| Can you roll it up
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| When the beats stop, roll it up
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| Since back in the days
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| I be blazin' up
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| I wanna hear you say
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| I’m not a hero, and I’m not a role model
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| I’m someone that’ll rather hit a bong, than a bottle
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| And throttle my brain, into a mundane state |
| And maybe eat some shrooms, so I hallucinate
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| You can put that on my probate…
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| Man hold up, Man I done fucked up, I’m back on the first verse
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| My favorite sport’s the «Inhale 200»
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| Where we all say «fuck it», and just get blunted
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| So fun it is, up in the clouds
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| I’m afraid of heights, but I’m Okay for now
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| I just like to smoke till, I’m blitzed
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| And I stay away from people, who can’t keep it lit
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| Hotboxed, and got the blunt all runnin'
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| And ya can’t keep it goin' for nuthin'
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| Quit fuckin' around askin' anybody hear that sound
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| You’se a first time smoker, about to pass out
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| Blaze
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| Can you roll it up
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| When the beats stop, roll it up
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| Since back in the days
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| I be blazin' up
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| I wanna hear you say
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| I’m so high, that I stand on a ledge
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| And I take another puff, now I’m over the edge
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| Simon says, «puff, puff, pass»
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| Keep hogging my weed I’mma beat that ass
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| Outta cash, On my last little bit of the bag
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| Im so glad I got my stash in the back
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| Eyelash stickin', Eyes all dry
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| And my mouth feel like I been eatin' cotton pie |
| Still I won’t stop smoking my pot
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| Green grass is the shit that I’m lovin alot
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| Sit and wait on the block for the spot to get hot
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| Then I go buy everything that they got
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| They only had a couple bags of that hot
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| So I just said fuck it and grabbed a whole lot
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| I gotta get high or my heart might stop
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| So I gotta find something to cop. |
| Here we goooo
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| Blaze
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| Can you roll it up
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| When the beats stop, roll it up
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| Since back in the days
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| I be blazin' up
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| I wanna hear you say
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| Blaze
|
| Can you roll it up
|
| When the beats stop, roll it up
|
| Since back in the days
|
| I be blazin' up
|
| I wanna hear you say
|
| Blaze
|
| Can you roll it up
|
| When the beats stop, roll it up
|
| Since back in the days
|
| I be blazin' up
|
| I wanna hear you say
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| Blaze
|
| Can you roll it up
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| When the beats stop, roll it up
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| Since back in the days
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| I be blazin' up
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| I wanna hear you say
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| «And now a leap forward in time.» |