Ahh
First day off probation, no wastin` time
Just like ancient times, and take a dime and roll it
Blaze it with no fear
After havin` to take piss tests for a whole year
Smokin` with a cold beer makes me kinda think
Why I don`t like to drink heavily, `cause what my P.O. was tellin` me
`You can`t smoke and even eat poppy seeds
But you can buy liquor, and drink all you need`
It`s callin` me, I used to drink Heineken`s
Now it`s `bout 5 or 10, plus wine and gin
Hennessy, finishing the last drop
To the liquor store was a cash crop
Drive right past the grass spot
Doin` the dumbest shit I ever did in my life
Riskin` my life,
Resistin` arrest
It`s in my flesh
Probably smell funny
And there go Del`s money
Fast forward to 1998
I smash more herb than those old day`s
With a whole J to the face
Nah, I`m still feelin` gettin` drunk more than weed
But now we back in Amster-D, got some grams for me
Chocolate Thai and Purple Haze
And blocks of hash that make the J`s last for days
Rollin` up so phat, circumference stuffed with major chronic
We can put a wager on it
When we first got out here in Europe it was everywhere
Even at the gas station, I was down in the mat
A fast pace, when I thought `This shit ain`t helpin` nothin`
When I can get elevated straight puffin` nothin``
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(Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`...
(Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`...
(Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`...
The smokin` sessions was the best in the world
Plus the price was right, affordable, so more to use
So fat they deserve the Kodak
And no tax so I`m savin`
Not misbehavin`
That`s a risk we takin`, we ain`t talkin` bout that
We in the outback, smokin` till my mouth`s black, how`s that?
Another fucked up for sho`, being blow
I sorta didn`t get it crunk
When I was drunk
Slow that liquor down boy, hit this BM, Bob Marley
A tribute
`Cause it`s probably as fat as it was he rolled
When he strolled
Down the same cobble stone streets
With his own beats
Another generation, a different time zone
With his mind blown, thinkin` up divine poems
Blessed by the father (?)
It`s a father of spiritualities, since it all affects the Karma
I used the herb for good purposes
Some people are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam they nurcher it
And I can`t forget about (?)
This kid is brainia
Try to sell hard drugs there then they claimin` ya
Life, they only deal with real shit
All the bomb and hash you want to deal it
And all`s well, they don`t even sell it for much
And the cops don`t really touch, `cause it ain`t slangin` dust
I`m writin` this, right now under the influence
But if you`d just torch those that say I shouldn`t do this
Bob Marley`d out, at least `til I`m back by the lake
But I might roll 1 or 2 for old times sake...
Chorus:
(Scratching)
