(Violent J)
Here I Go
Just stick to this road, huh?
Fuck it, I thought I`m sold
I strolled on down the road
In c-walk mode to the wizard I`m told
But hold up, this road fucked with twist and turns
I`m having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns
I`m seein` trees with faces, bushes that walk
And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk
The sky`s bright green sometimes it`s kinda pink
I`m gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think
How to fuck, What to fuck and Who to fuck and When
What the fuck I`m doin here
I would`ve figured depends
And again I gotta get the fuck home, before long
Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone
Let me spark my shit right quick, I`m outta here
(Monoxide Child)
Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt
(Violent J)
Fuck yeah
Wait a minute
Who said that, looked around everywhere
And I heard somebody singin over there
So clear he went
(Hook)
I dont need a brain
Don`t need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that? x 2)
Stuck up on this thing
With no fucking gains
I just want somebody to smoke with
(who said that?) (well i said that)
(Violent J)
Look at this shit
I`m talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick
Askin me for a hit right quick
Shit, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can`t front
But the wizard gots all you want
You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda
He could have king kong smoked under the wonder
I`m going there now and gettin me some
Plus the wizard gonna get my ass home, he`s on
(Monoxide Child)
It would be the shit big homie
If I could walk with you
And talk with you
And get up on a fat bag or two
Cuz I`ve been hanging from this pole for so long
And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown
I ain`t the smartest scarecrow in the hat
But if you lift that little latch
And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch
Don`t leave me hanging big homie
Just pull the lever
So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz
I don`t need a brain
Don`t need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with
(and I`m with that, you know I`m with that)
Man it ain`t no thing
We can smoke the gains
But you gotta put somethin on it
(and I`m with that, you know I`m with that)
(Violent J)
I helped set his ass free
He slipped off
Then his fuckin leg ripped off
And He was like
Don`t mind that shit dawg, It ain`t nothing at all
Just a little bit of stuffin that straw
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo
Don`t ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no
I only thought what the hey, ok
Anyway, lets get you some real shit
Down the yellow brick alley way
(repeats until end)
We don`t need a brain
Don`t need anything
We just need some homies to smoke with
(and I`m with that, and I`m with that)
