Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Herbaholics, artist - Phi Life Cypher. Album song Millenium Metaphors, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zebra Traffic
Song language: English
Herbaholics |
Listen, I be the herbaholic, specializing in hydrophonics |
I’m saving the sickest niggas with my hydrophonic tonics (sound of throwing up) |
Super like sonics, floating like the Spanish armada, |
I’m ready to spit the kick about the missing marijuana |
It’s getting harder, to acquire what I desire |
Due to the politicians wanna stop me getting higher (oi!) |
Causing the peoples minds with their propaganda scams |
And claiming my marijuana’s gonna make my life a sham |
Because a cultivator, putting my seeds inside the propagator |
Graduating my hydrophonics major |
Studying marijuana to a scientific stage |
And making it clear for people that’s living with grief or rage |
Alcohol causes kidney damage and liver sorosis (uh?) |
Marijuana’s been known with curing multiple Schlorosis (ok, I’m listening) |
My diagnosis, is that it doesn’t cause psychosis |
Only some people suffer with a case of halitosis (urrrhhghuuur) |
I know this, isn’t what you’ve been taught by the media |
It’s time for you to listen to knowledge that I be feeding ya (shhh) |
In '83 Ronald Reagan he turned to parakat |
And started on spraying my holy herbs with some araquat (man) |
They was planning on killing me for puffing herbs |
Said that if I died then it was what that I deserved (he deserves that you know) |
It’s absurd, we can buy alcohol in any off license |
Then walk around paralytic and cause violence (Oi!!! Ohoh!!) |
Acting like tyrants, beating up on family members (ahh!) |
Waking up in the morning and we cant even remember (yo, what happened) |
Yo this is fact that I’ve written |
Alcohol cause seventy-five percent of the violence there be in Britain |
I’m spitting, lyrical fact to the Jack Straw |
Telling him that it’s wise that he legalize the draw (Bo!) |
With metaphors and medical evidence |
Showing him that marijuana be burning from the mansions to the tenements |
A ganja smoker, herb cultivator, the world champion spliff maker |
Build a ziggy so big I use a hundred and fifty-two packets of rizla paper |
I sparked it up in the U. K you could smell the vapors in Jamaica |
Slam-dunked a hole in my brain like Kobe Bryant playing for the Lakers |
I process hydrophonic data, smoke sensamelia by the acre |
It never affects my breathing my lungs are exercise like Mr. Motivator |
Getting stoned on a rizla cone inside of a skyscraper |
I’d rather be a herbaholic than an alcoholic narcotic class-a drug taker |
Listen to my words, ganja is natural herb grown for the earth |
It used to be associated with Rastafarians who praised Haile Selassie at the |
first |
It’s not only smoked by vegetarian Rastafarians |
It’s smoked by the Aries Taurus Gemini Cancers Leos Virgos, Sagittariuns |
Librans Scorpions Capricorns Pisces and the Aquarians |
Everyone in the Zodiac I’m sure they’re not all black and Rastafarians |
People have been smoking herb since the earth’s first days |
It grows on Solomon’s grave |
Even when Jesus was crucified you could see his eyes were glazed |
Herb helps me concentrate meditate leaves my body and mind in a healthy state |
Giving me brainwaves, helping my third eye to navigate |
Ganja be loving me liking ganja I smoke at a high rate killing the pyrates |
Herbaholic bionic chronic I smoke before I flip my mind state |
I’m a freestyler, translate into all languages they’re understanding this |
Through the four corners of the earth I spread my word like an evangelist |
The disappearing cannabis you can’t handle this Mr. Nice smoke |
Make you feel dizzy like someone suffering from vertigo on a tightrope |
How the fuck you think that angels sound angelic reaching for the high notes? |
Cos in the heaven they’re getting high cos up in the sky is where I blow my smoke |
Take a toke and get shocked like an electric volt two thousand megawatts |
-- test this and I’ll leave you breathless |
I blaze purple haze from skunk trees,, any weeds from many countries |
Smoke shit from the Amazon jungle, trees grown from the Outer Hebrides |
I defy laws of gravity while flying to another galaxy |
Smoking Martian weed it gave me hallucinogenic alien fantasies |
I got turquoise weed from Pluto with yellow dots in it So addictive anyone who smokes it swears blind that I put rocks in it |
I got an aphrodisiac weed from Venus, sniffing a penis (Wooooh!) |
Getting your girl to start to pirouette on your dick like ballerinas (baby!) |
You all think radiation gave the X-men their super powers |
But how can you really tell if they got it from smoking super skunk buds and |
flowers |
Sample: Ahhh! |
You like that weed I was smoking? |
Ahhh! |
That weeds for me! |
— Weed that put the hump in the camels back |
Ahhh! |
Weed food |
put the boogie-woogie in your brain, drive you insane |
Ahhh! |
Scratching: Yo now what you gonna do? |
Puff the Buddha bless |
Sample: Hey man I’ve got some grass! |
(yeah!) |
Oh my god, I aint got no papers (ahhhhhh) |
Wait a minute I’ve got some papers! |
(yeah!) |
Ahhh the stores closed, (ahhhhhh) |
But I got a pipe! |
(yeah!) |
But we aint got no matches (ahhhhh) |
I’ve got some grass! |
(yeah!) |
but I’m busted |