Weed is by my side, it's always there. Always there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's been there. Always been there, always there. Weed is by my side, it's been there. Always been there, always there. is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, been there.
We're smokin' Danger Girl. We're that Gen 13. Bong's Yoda, man, and Yoda can't STAND a bag filled with and seeds. Yo, I can't no ecstacy. Cocaine a mess of me. Beer and booze are now that I use to do. Don't misconstrue, I'm still weed. kids like to get fucked up, actin' by rollin' them blunts. I got a one called Margot Kidder and I only need to hit that once 'cause I ain't of nickels and dimes. Fat make me tickled inside. Say no to up lines, one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive. And I ain't no Reagan, just kinda take it slow. Say yeah to the cigarette, say nil to the of pills and blow. Teen about gettin' beat down, and your twenties smokin' them pounds. Stick around for the amounts, flick a Bic your stuck to the couch. I'm the cyborg, I smell shit like a wine cork. I they never legalize, then High Times have anything to fight for. I used to smoke kids at shows, but I stopped they all had colds, but I got Emergen-C and a bag of and mad trees so all get stoned!
Weed is by my side, it's been there. been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's been there. been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's been there. Always there, always been there. is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, been there.
After a show, a friend of mind, handshake with a inside. These are Batman hallucinagens. whammies are weaponized. LSD and shrooms, I them, was a time I wouldn't deny them. All you need is one where you lose your shit, goodbye to the sky with diamonds; but I coming back like it's Atkins fat 'cause the weed's crack cocaine, but the risk you is just getting baked, you're surely see the next day. They say we Al Qaeda. like the government's jealous. Let's get the stoned, bring our ninjas home - to hell with zealots, all we need is some weed and a laid back beat, black if you stereotype, bean bag chairs and a lack of airs, a marathon of is right. What's the 4-1-1 for I freeze my Pieces. It's everytime I pack a pipe, my suddenly increases. You know what a mean, leaves my cractorbeam, addicted like it's gasoline, just the trees I live that cracker dream, but I might have to my deeds. I have to take control 'cause I down with little mc up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke.
Weed is by my side, it's always there. Always been there, been there. Weed is by my side, it's always there. Always been there, been there. is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, been there. is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always there.