Luyện nghe bài hát Spark Another Owl

Once again the of the herb open up the mind
Seek inside, tell me what you find, come on

Who be the ones steppin in the
welcome to the temple of boom
Back, let me see ya fat sack
And get weeded, somebody, need it

Mari-juana, mari-juana, ya wanna
Give me when I put the flame on ya
Homie Im the one the shotgun in the closet
Next to the fat bags full of

Puto, dont ya be steppin, with ya open
Askin me "Can I get a hit of what smokein"
I aint got no kind of for a brother
Who to the party, with no Bud

I be smokein this, indo-blazin, funk
Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the
Up until the of 91
Wasnt no muthafuckas bout smokein blunts

the west coast to the east coast
Everybody be
But , Im the one who be most
First it started with the nickel, then the
the twenty, spendin up all my money
Now, I roll with the
With the in the pad smokein up the indo

Just take a breath, hit it then pass it to the left
the mutha fuckin stress
Smoke it up, just it up, oh, yeah
Light it up, then put spliff up in the air

Do you wanna spark another
Do you wanna another owl?
spark another owl
Everybody spark owl

I wanna another owl
I wanna another owl
Do you wanna spark another
Do you spark another owl?

Yea, stroll the ways of the mastas
me to the temple of boom
I see everywhere startin to understand the point
Im talkin' about the joint

Talkin bout that marijuana, talkin the sense
bout the kind mota boca loa-loa
Maui, lugers of
The greenba, cheeba, cheeba yall

Yeska, humble weed, the crypt
The tide, the Afgani
The Meefrakan, the
The skonka, the bad sense

everyone, Im Kurt Loaded
Were here at Hemp TV, Cypress hill in Amsterdam
And were just here listenin' to new album
Im stoned, Im outta here, goodbye