Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Calmly Smoke, artist - The Alchemist. Date of issue: 17.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Calmly Smoke |
| I wanna smoke 'til my brain is numb |
| 'Til I can’t feel nothing and the pain is done |
| Take the good with the bad, that’s how the game is won |
| 'Cause the sun only comes out when the rain is done |
| And when I exhale the smoke I let the problems float |
| When I blow out a cloud I let the drama go |
| All the bullshit, the issues, all the gossip goes |
| All the rumors, all the whispers, all the talk just goes |
| All this money in my pocket and I still feel broke |
| I let go of all the nonsense and I calmly smoke |
| There’s nothing that can make me angry |
| So take it up with God, that’s the way that he made me |
| Or take it up with pops, that’s the way that he raised me |
| Or blame it on the game for the way that it paid me |
| Then blame it on the money for the way that it changed me |
| And blame it on my lifestyle and say that I’m crazy |
| And blame it on the trying to say that I’m lazy |
| There’s nothing that you can say that’s makin' or breakin' me |
| And when I blow the smoke out it takes all the problems away from me |
| Let go of all the nonsense and I calmly smoke |
| I want to smoke so my eyes can bleed |
| So they don’t see my pain, they just think its weed |
| Use the trees so they don’t see my game, they just think I’m green |
| Inhale deep, my problems shrink away |
| God forgive my sins, tomorrow’s a new day |
| It’s like the smoke is novacaine easin' my brain |
| From the world going on outside, I stay sane |
| (Way out) I don’t smoke to forget |
| Before I hit this, hold my head, God bless the dead |
| And I don’t hold regrets |
| After I hit this, I don’t listen, fuck what you said! |
| You know greed was never part of my weed plan |
| It’s fire, blame the lah for murder he wrote |
| I let go of all the nonsense and calmly smoke |
| I take long tokes, c’mon folks |
| Ain’t nothin' in the world like strong smoke |
| We only blowing green shit, at least we ain’t on coke |
| You would know what I mean if you was born broke |
| Raised in the ghetto where there’s nothing but torn folks |
| What, torn house, torn heart, torn clothes |
| I just blew four, got another four rolled |
| Will I die today? |
| Shit, only Lord knows |
| So I exhale, inhale again, did it for my little man |
| 'Cause he’s in jail again, need bail again |
| Gotta get rid of this shitty feeling |
| Alchemist, get your nigga higher than a New York City building |
| (Roll another one, and another one) |
| Sour diesel haze, kush mixed with the bubble gum, call it troublesome |
| 'Cause the only thing that calm the Ghost |
| Is a deep beat, zone out and calmly smoke |