I smoke two joints in the morning
But I never can get it right
If I can't find the bong
I look where I hid it Last night.
If I hid it from my posse
his name was Jim
He was this hippy from Capistrano
And everywhere he go he bring me doses.
And if you want to party then it goes like this
He said I got a little mushroom inside me bag
And if you wanna smoke it then it make you feel alright
We gotta bump you know, you smoke that shit
Your gonna rhyme, on time
Your gonna line up and wait for shit
All your doing, your sick of it
I get back now, I wanna know whats up
Jimmy, why you gotta do that shit so fucked
I get blood in my eye and sick to my brain
I think like its not insane
I got my eyes to the side
And if i smoke it up it make me feel alright
I got green herbs kickin by my bed
and in the morning gonna go to my head
and if I start to feel like I'm peh(indistinguisable).......you know what?
I feel like i got my head to the curb unless I got a little bitty bag of herb
And if I got the green, gonna make a scene
I'm gonna smoke it all over
Cause Jimmy he once told me
Gotta be hard smoking man
Jimmy he once told me
Smoke as my much green bud as you can
Then one day I met man
Came to me and said
Hard work good
Hard work fine
But never trust a dead head
Nana once told me
be hard working man
Daddy he once told me
I'm gonna do the best you can
Then one day I met a man
Came to me and said
Hard work good
Hard work fine
But first take care of head
Purples into my brain
Purples into my brain
(indistinguishable)