Luyện nghe bài hát Life Rolls On

day gone...

sittin in my livin room pullin on tubes
no more bubble berry so i for the blue
snapped it and my lungs start to hurt
hold it in long enough it'll put your in the dirt
and people go bizerk tryin' to get hands on it
most commonly phraze is, "Richter's got the chronic"
so i'm on it, matter of i'm on the top
can't nobody fuck with me or the Killa Kali
like reebox yo i'm un
and the bowls i pack are un-pop able
so you grow all i want to know is what seed
what system you you got the lights you need
you got a masters from the weed ivy leagues
or you a cop without a clue just for a lead

life on
its passin by your eyes real
another 24 another day is
half of said we'd never last

hey loc i think its time to grow again it
if you're gonna you better come pick up your bucket
im comin through ay yo grab some mountain dew (what)
a pack of zig and a couple of brews
i cruise in the blue too with the basetubes
i too got the big bumps keep my dumped
dont front on this trunk stump on my bus
we'll erupt on that but turn that shit to dust
dusk to dawn just like the day Cheech and Chong
Tim and Dustin on the smokin mad amounts of ganj
writtin songs playin we was young we don't belong
stealing cigarettes and we was kids gettin it on
but now both standing strong 2000 and beyond
to dawns with the bomb used to fight to get
that was way back then and is right now
we're on a mission to get it smoke and bone the out

life on
its passin by eyes real fast
another 24 another day is
half of those said we'd never

420 ways to blaze
choose one it tastes great when you smokin out the
mind haze sit it'll put you in a trance
grab your sack and throw your cap up on the hat rack
throw your feet up recline just
we just smoked a of the mother fuckin Kill
for hold it in now we goin on a ride
the bud aint nothing to fuck with
some cruz that we got at john's crib
the crip that you never around
the reason you can't find it in your city or your
because it in my bedroom in piles and mounds
we got pounds and pounds that the world dont about
if i sold it yo they'd all be in the
smoke em out a doubt
yo its not for the
its all for the head and gettin stoned with my