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Oh another one of those songs huh? |
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Beautiful day! |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I eat my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I sleep with my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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This is your, this is your song, |
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Yes I'm telling the world there's no living without you, |
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Don't be wrong, |
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Cause I wake up every morning thinking about you, |
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Aiiyo Mike, yeah, |
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Remember back in the day, |
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We never smoked weed, |
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Never rapped in this way, |
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We had so much energy, |
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Ambition to play, |
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Yeah we was hitten the wits, |
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And tryin to live each day, |
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To the fullest, |
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Weed was some bullshit to my peeps, |
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Till we stole it, |
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Locked in the Honda and rolled it, |
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We smoked out, |
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No doubt, |
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We got blazed, |
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Remember that, |
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I used your hat as the ashtray, |
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And that was the last day I'd ever be sober, |
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Consensing life as I knew it was over, |
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Yeah me too, |
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It's so much better now, |
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My vision is clear but my eyes seem redder now, |
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It's so great when I wake up |
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And puke up, |
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A pile, |
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Wipe my face with a towel, |
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It's Sickening, |
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Yo sometimes I smoke so much my eyes close shut, |
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I'm always hungry and I can't seem to eat enough, |
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Times its rough, |
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A partners life is tough, |
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But as soon as I'm waking up I'm in my room taking a puff, |
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Oh, good morning world |
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This is your, this is your song, |
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Yes I'm telling the world there's no living without you, |
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Don't be wrong, |
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Cause I wake up every morning thinking about you, |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I eat my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I sleep with my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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Aiiyo now weed is not a bad thing, |
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It's a good thing, |
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A neighbourhood thing, |
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So much joy that it could bring, |
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Kinda like the time your girl taught you a lesson, |
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Dump chuck and you ended up on anti depressants, |
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Yeah man, |
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That was stressin, |
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Ended up in the mental clinic doc said I had to finish, |
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With the weed game and everything that's in it, |
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But I didn't so I'm livin in this world, |
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filled with misery, |
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Weed seems to get to me, |
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Better leave and let it be, |
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I can't believe that I ever put that shit in me, |
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Man that shits nothin to me anymore, |
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Wassup, |
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You wanna smoked this joint, |
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Naw I can't stand that, |
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Yo one time I was in Curley's, |
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The old back pub, |
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We was smokin in the bathroom till the bouncer broke it up, |
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Kicked me out for smokin dope, |
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I'd stop, holy fuck, |
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It's just weed, |
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It's not like I'm throwin up, |
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Oh well, |
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Now I'm in the parkin lot, |
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Waitin by myself, |
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Hear my name get called inside, |
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Go in a trip down south, |
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Thought to myself, |
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I gotta quit this weed, |
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But we all know glass would be blazed by three, |
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This is your, this is your song, |
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Yes I'm telling the world there's no living without you, |
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Don't be wrong, |
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Cause I wake up every morning thinking about you, |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I eat my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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I smoke my weed, |
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I love my weed, |
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I sleep with my weed, |
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It's sickening! |
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This is your, this is your song, |
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Yes I'm telling the world there's no living without you, |
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Don't be wrong, |
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Cause I wake up every morning thinking about you |
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It's sickening! |
