Luyện nghe bài hát Crippy Weed

the government wants me dead because i smoke
its not a war anymore but its becoming an
a million different people, the truth comes
we're all the same beat on different drums
to the government who lies to her
"help us" rebellious but theres another side to the problem
oh dear, now your are living in fear
we scream and pray you

everybody's running and everybody's
and got something to say
get caught with weed again you'll be back on the
is that the we must pay?

i want to fly
where I'm set to stay
i wanna get high
but I'm too afraid

i got two of crippy weed
I'm through st. cloud
driving 192
got the reggae cranked loud
everybody's lookin for the
but they gotta go up to oranje
life is a big fat
take a big fat whiff of this chronic

no time to rise up against
rude boy's judged by the system
all i can do is them
I'm of being the victim

dead from the police violence
you
adds guilt to your conscience
voice that you cannot silence

I'm not down the crackrock
i smoke pot
and i don't want to be fucked

people if you're with the herbal
its time to get
or this is your gonna be stuck with

everybody's running and coming
and everybody's got to say
get with weed again you'll be back on the street again

i to fly away
when I'm set to stay
i get high today
but lately I'm too

i got two pounds of crippy
I'm rollin' st. cloud
down 192
got the reggae music cranked
everybody's puffin on my
whether a or a lawyer or a cop
if is a big fat spliff
take a big fat whiff of this shit

no to rise up against them
boy's been judged by the system
all i can do is them
I'm tired of the victim

more dead the police violence
you
more guilt to your conscience
the that you cannot silence