Luyện nghe bài hát Weed

Weed, weed, a relief
Where will my eighth a day cease?
an agricultural service announcement
You can it and you can douse it

Let us now with the plant
The way it gets to your blunt in hand
See the herb doesn't fast enough for man
So for his lye, he makes a plan

He has bowls to make the weed grow
Through the hydroponic, the gets sicker
different soils are dumped
Into the pot in one big

So before it dies, it dries
In my back closet, with no and flies
Off with the bud, we cut it, it, and bag it
And there it is for local street addict

Green and buddy, an condensely packed
Smoke it up and catch a heart
Now come on now man be for real
You are what you is the way I feel but

The weed and blunt
Have you lye is the perfect combination
See heads be livin' under fear and
Wonderin' where they get the

Now beer and can become a part of you
In your cells and dome, is true
So when the plant is grown, it
Sell to your man or smoke for free kid

Roll it up, and seasonin'
Then you sit down, and begin seein'
In body, Blackwoods, a Phillie, a Dutcher
All the and fiend for another

See any addictive by any man
Even the brownish rag all the same
The Alchemist'll have my ass, out
On the and Northern Lights no doubt

Think you got your habit on lock?
Tell yourself you try and stop
Smokin' and you'll see you need the tree
It's the number one drug on the

Not coke, that's a category of dope
But the leaf, that I smoke with wreath
Now herb brings and real bad breath
Smoke all shit and what you got left?

high, the sedative
Watchin' the movie Friday, a spliff
By Tucker, that high motherfucker
For anybody, Northern or

See how blunts we gotta pump up fatter?
How many seeds gotta in the batter?
How many chickens smoke what you smoke
And how many ask for just one toke?

Now they'll consume, the local dread could care
sell you donkey shit and say it's fresh
For ninety-nine, you
and Mighty, Mr. Eon, Mighty Mi

Get your own shit, get your own man
This my shit, I smoke my
You smoke your
Then be fine