Luyện nghe bài hát Dynamite

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

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

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

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