patfish |
06-29-04 02:38 AM |
Seein green
The greener the better and better is cronic, roll it up in a joint and pass it back supersonic, your shit I want nada got my hydro on tracts, send it south of the bourder put these lyrics on wax, there's nothin like the sticky, your shit make you sicky, you vida loca livin mutha fu@3er named ricky. It's elementary Watson, the X the E, Just some meaningless letters like P-A-M-L-E-E, If she was a he would you still be considerin, the fact that I thought of it You should fine me for litterin, A dirty minds what I find at the end of my whit, can you see what you hear, cuz I'm droppin some shit. There's exceptions to rules and all meant ot be broken, But my insticts were right she takes dollas not tokens, So let's make a bet and put you token on that, I,m livin large like albert--- and thats real phat. that blunt you rolled just a story or fact, I'll pass the mic you pass the blunt, then pass it right back-------------(Chorus) It's good to be back just burnin some time, just smokin some erb is that such a crime, not in my hood, not in my mind, why's it illegal yet so easy to find? Life's a mystery --it makes me wonder---riddle me this riddle me that (repeat twice)
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