I'm always, dope smokin' when I get headsches
ibuprofen, takes to long ta wait
I hit my huika wit all five hoses at once
my head damn near explodes
felt like a Tyson punch. (but I'm feelin' better....hahahaha)

rollin through the valley chilln wit my niggas// smokin on the dojah drinkin paul mason and still not slizzard//headin down the street stopped by the pizza hut // they got larges outside sellin em for 7 bucks//now that im slizzard im ready to fuck// so i headed over this guhs house named mandy// she was suckin on my dick like it was a piece of candy// now im in those guts beatin it up from the back// that ass juss jigglin when my hand go smack//

School Schene.........
~~~~

First day of school...and already sent for late slips...
kickin da year off nice...it's only right to take hit's..//
last year some kidz made kit's...wit paper's.. bowl's...and roach clips..//
when it get's to da roach..there's nuttin better to hold it...
now brake da weed up and take da pap and fold it..//
if your a beginner..lick da sticky..WOW now ur rollin...
and wut would be a session without a lighter called a BIC..//
some problems arise in a session..like shit da paper ain't stick..or this one's famous..I got da proof...//
You dropped da spliff...2 shots..LOL that's drug abuse...
when my bag is empty..da local dealer is who i'm found runnin to..//
hey it ain't nuttin new...jus got to get it right...
mouth is sticky..and my spits is white...//
catchin mad vibes..it's da shit...if da bud is dry...don't forget to baptise da spliff..//
once you take a hit...dont let it canoe....if it burns for too long you will leanr to see wut trouble it can do...//
trust me i've been thru..so i've learned some lesson's...
people walk by like wut's dat smell...well that smell is a session..//
when it comes time stoners only ask one question..and it ain't a joke....//
take me seriously when i say...Where's My After Toke Smoke..?? In Da states There's different kind's of flavours..//
But Im from Canada and here it's gotta be player's...//


ne wayz...not too be cocky....but Real Pot~heads will feel dis da most......

Dope feen niggaz can't come down off droe//
So "HIGH" in the sky, which way to go they don't know//
Feelen relaxed kicked backed and laugh out loud whenever//
Maken bongs and bowls out whatever, house appliances is clever//
Together, you got your foil, pens, pepsi bottles and pop cans//
You puff for the enjoyment and for the memories wit ya manz//
When 4:20 comes ticken we guarentteed to the know the plans//
We just blow air out like fans, THC remain in the lungs feelen things//
Feelen more "BOUNCE" than "SPRINGS", hearen things, like telephone rings//
Then ya niggas start cracken up when you do stupid shit like tryen to sing//
But we know it's all good cause it's a straight weed thang//
All up in your system, and you can't hold back//
As it takes over your mind, your feelens, and thas that//
Tryen to act, normal when your parents come around//
Try to put on a straight face and not make one sound//
And when they ask "Why your eyes red?", you say we was so playen around//
Thas how high niggaz get down across the town//
Especially me, thas why i wear the chronic crown!

~Strict~

The leaders so far are

......Sin............
M-body

Winner will get 20 points late tonight if anybody doesn't drop shid that tops this, keep spitin you got still time for some ill type story shid

I ain't seen doper yet......

Sorry got to busy the last few days,

All right M-body is crowned Sir Smokalot and got 20 points, that was some tight flow got me right from the beginning

.......sIn.......... put up 2 tight as verses that was feelin, that was verbally ill so i couldn't go without payen respect so he got 10 points,

Next month it will apear again but with more detail and a higher level, M-Body has to be there to defend his titel, all right i got to go to sleep

peach and love

fuccin sleepin...1

i show up a week too late and write swiftly
givin a damn about "points on the post" like mike bibby
ive smoked weed, i smoke weed, ill smoke it till i die
you hos need to toke trees, indo will get you fried
lets reminese of the very first time that i got blazed
everything was moving slow and kept rubbin on my legs
i was at my doggs house i started freakin out and shit
saw a shadow in the window, started creapin out a clip
he told me calm, i put my palm down, he said it was the jane
but that dont bother me now, being high and normal seem the same/

Heh - my story ain't like none of yallz
I mean, when I smoke, I rub up on muh ballz
And Im like "fuck dawg!"
Tha pipez got a clog
But then I blow some breath into that shit
Easy as fuck
Then I take a long hit
My ass is choking the entire time
But then I see Jiminy Cricket and hear a weird chime
Bitch is talking bout wishin on a star
Where the hells the food?
I gotz to walk far
To grab some munchies and applejacks
Im as hungry as a crackwhore lookin' for fat nutsacks
Huh? Who said that? Whatchu looking at?
I like to get violent - attack with an aluminum bat
But then as fucked up as I may be -
- I sit the fuck down - and smoke some more weed.

you're way late dog, but nice flow