Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Smoke , by - The Pharcyde. Release date: 11.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Smoke |
| Yeah, check it out, one two one two |
| It’s the br-b-b-b-b-browwnnnn |
| Yeah, It goes like this man, yo |
| By now, I probably already puff my weight |
| In the finest dosier you can locate |
| From Morocco to the back of Del Taco |
| To hook up with your man before you seize that day |
| I recall pinchin pops |
| Coco Tye |
| 20 mins in |
| It’s Beddie By |
| Euphoric, Cruise control |
| Rollin' on dubs, Stinkin' up Clubs |
| Motor vehicles, temporary residence |
| Ashes left is the only evidence the blue suits find |
| Maaaannnnn |
| We blaze all the time |
| On the reg |
| I used to tape to my leg |
| Triple Ziploc |
| With the vacuum seal |
| Open the shit |
| It smells like a field of skunks secreting |
| I made some bad judgments took a beating |
| Canadians competing |
| With brothers from south of the border |
| Always in reach of a least a quarter |
| Of a P |
| I make it summer sault with a triple-back |
| Gone are the days of the nickel sack |
| Old school tokers can remember that |
| .9 for a dub |
| That shit is hella whack |
| Man but you know it all good |
| Cause I |
| I-I-I-I-I Smoke |
| Spent my last even if I’m broke |
| Lets piece on together so we can toke |
| Lets go, Lets gooo smoke! |
| I’m on a 747 doddie reeking |
| Blood shot eyes |
| I giggle while I’m speakin' |
| I used to donate a Lincoln |
| To the cause |
| So let’s us elevate |
| Chop it with the farmers |
| While I delegate |
| Tulip token |
| Only demonstrates |
| Quality control |
| Love to carry weight |
| Like muscle men at Venice |
| I’m a pothead not a menace |
| I’m a pothead let me finish |
| If the bowl is dust I replenish |
| With the condiment the connoisseur |
| Take a step beyond appreciation |
| Guilty by affiliation |
| Gather with my congregation |
| I know I speaking to a 1/5 of the nation |
| Those who ain’t tried and you burning with temptation |
| Beat banging in the studio what a sensation |
| It’s the shit after relation |
| Peace after altercation |
| I pothead in this X generation |
| I hired to respond to bring some |
| Clarification |
| I-I-I-I-I-I got some Bubble Berry |
| You got some Widow |
| Run to the store we can split down the middle |
| Add some hash |
| From where they bombin' Osama |
| We blaze and politic about the drama |
| For hot sec |
| It brings us together |
| We try to put it in perspect' |
| Not for everyone |
| You could suffer a side effect |
| Rapid heart beats |
| Cold sweats |
| A fear of going to sleep |
| With no waking up |
| I had all that shit |
| Happen when I was just a pup |
| Barking |
| Cause I took |
| To big of a hit |
| ‘Til this day I still do that shit |
| How I love to smoke the crip the chron |
| I sip on java that straight from Juan |
| For the wake and bake |
| A slice of space cake |
| Begin the daybreak |
| Jump in full force |
| Make it shake |
| Til it crack |
| Day over |
| I roll up the whole sack |
| Create a hot track |
| That makes you dip back in the cut |
| The score |
| Northern Cali Pacific shore |
| Redwood protected |
| Sun shine basted |
| You know why when you taste it |
| Why I |