| Don’t care, what the fuck others say |
| Me and my crew’s gonna rock the house today |
| Stimulate the mind with a fate blunt, |
| Roll the paper and strap up, baby stack up |
| Those fools, wannabe, mouth full o' shit |
| I’m gonna do what I wanna do, not for the real thing |
| Not what they want, not what you want, so don’t you cry |
| Yeah, just make yourself high. |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| Smootha! Smoke the fucking budda |
| The root is the soul and the leaf is the lyfah |
| Gotta test it |
| Gotta test it |
| Gotta test it |
| Bud infested, my mind is so infested, damn |
| If living is a sin… |
| If living is a sin… |
| If living is a sin… |
| …so the demons cry |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| Roll up the dope never say no |
| Roll up the dope never ever say no |
| …so the demons cry |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| I’m living in sin, like you |
| Feed my mind agnostic, so I choose it |
| Wake my mind and feel my mind, so unkind |
| So unkind |
| So unkind |
| So unkind |
| So unkind |