Luyện nghe bài hát Dynamite

Reefer Madness, Kief and Black Hash, a little bit of oil on the paper I like Dat, on man light that,
The Amsterdam Flame, NYC Diesel, Kush to the Brain.
So many strains in my life so Chill, take a load listen to some cypress hill.
My mind is filled, head stays creative, music plays in my skull til I recreate it.

Dont me angry, my skin goes green, BLAM! throw man through a window screen.
me or hate me no in between all my friends grow indo in B.C.
Get so high, just can't take it, walk through my house with a knife naked,
I'm paranoid and I can't stop shakin' now all good though, I smoke jamaican

No stems and seeds, sticky and fruity, some are blonde and others red headed beauties.
and blunts, the pipe, the vaporizer, 25 and 8th from my favorite supplier.
I'm higher than Hendrix he made Purple Haze, I'm amazed...
As long as I got herb to blaze I'm in a good mood attitude positive,
It's like I'm in a dream and the the cause of it

It gets intense, stick of incense, roll that/hit shit to get bent.
and I feel like I leap through time, speak to my mind I creep through the vine.
Sometimes I might have a time breathin' think my hearts gonna stop for no reason.
I just try to sit back relax and zone out, bring bad energy my way ya get out.