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Old 04-21-04, 10:52 PM   #98
Cappo
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From: Crown Heights, Brooklyn
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My shits about weed, cause i believe everyone can relate to that...tell me what you think...

i pack in 3 bowls, plus a steam roll to get me started
tokin with 4 friends, 2 of which have already smoked themselves retarted
one dude takes hits to the head like a fuckin pro
funny how he loves blunts yet he doesnt know how to roll
another one chuggin bong water till he pukes shit and hits the floor
while he chuggin, runnin hits till he cant smoke no more
askin us to hit from his lung thats on the other side of the door
fuck walkin that far, we want a lung, lets take yours
so we bust open his chest while he finishing off his whole stash
and we take out his left lung, cause his right lung has turned to ash
bust a hole through the tube thats being used by guy 3
holdin up the cypher to write this rap, oh no wait that dudes me
we got about 4 grams left, we need a weed runner
"dont you mean 5 people, you included?"...i dont know this tree seems to be makin me dumber
i cant see no more iv gotten so high my mind is burnin
it feels like my heads on fire, and these vicatin tablets arent workin
i already took 5 of them yet my mind still seems clear
thats impossible, if i took that many pills i wouldnt be here
so does that mean i cant die cause my chest is kinda hurtin
someone quick get a ambulance and one of those heart surgeants
so they cut me open to see what the problem seems to be
and when they crack open my rib cage, all they find is green trees
so the doc, the nurses and me included start tokin up
and the surgeant gets so high, that he forgets to close me back up
so im walkin around the streets with a chest full of green plants
if you want some, hurry up and pay, cause this weed sells fast