
Date of issue: 10.09.2007
Song language: English
Smoke Out (Chico Californ-I-A) |
In Chico Cali-forn-i-a |
We like to smoke out everyday |
They went ahead and did it |
It passed now the grass is cool |
The government ain’t lovin' it, I’m smokin' dank at school |
I’m hella-happy, I’mma pack me up a chronic bowl |
'Cause now my weed don’t need to be left out in the cold |
21 years old, and hella proud |
I feel like runnin' through the streets just to tell it loud |
Can’t keep this motha-f*ckin' grin off my silly face |
Forget tobacco, I’mma wanna smoke a Philly laced |
with straight chronic, I’m on it now until I die |
Medicine they finally lettin' in, I wonder why |
215 didn’t pass a long time ago |
I need my medicine to help me rhyme and flow |
Not guilty, possession, never again |
Now feel me, the sesh can begin again |
No brother, you might have to quit the drank |
Give up praise and thanks, they legalized the dank |
They said it won’t work, I said it ain’t the truth |
I did my homework, then got up in the booth |
They gave me bad vibe, but I stayed positive |
Now I’m high until I die, that’s how I gotta live |
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a junkie on my way |
to waste away my life smokin' crack everyday |
I just smoke weed when work is said and done |
I went to all my classes, now my ass is havin' fun |
I’m not stayin' lazy 'cause people pay me to make music |
Herbal medication as an option, I’mma chose it |
They give me Prozac, Vicatin, sleeping-pills |
Which give me side effects, cold sweats, deep in chills |
Or you could buy a fat-ass sack &save money |
Only side effects are the sleepies and the munchies |
God loves you, God loves me |
Man made brew but God made weed |
My Blunt! |
I keep one on me now |
Don’t front! |
I know my homies are down |
'cuz my blunt! |
Even the letters make me high: |
my Brain Loves Usin' Nuff Thai |
Stay loaded I quoted Peter Tosh: |
«Some call it ganja» I call it 'drink the froth' |
Ask my homie, Sash. |
Bonng-hits are hella-fun |
Six million ways to smoke, so chose one |
Crime no longer, legal now your honor |
Migraines and chest pains, perscription marijuana |
Growin' in the corner, pretty little plant |
Sittin' in my lap, I got 50 Hav-A-T&s |
Avalanche a bud, 'nuff love from the polls |
Thank you California, if it’s legall let it grow |
Powers of the plant no longer a mystery |
1996, we made history |
In Chico, Cali-forn-i-a |
We Like to smoke at 4:20 |
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