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12-21-04, 11:21 PM
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smoke is the past time
IP:
blaze this up, ill hot and spit first
weed in my right hand, lighter in the right hand, save my maryjane call me the rap game spiderman, high as the empire state building, my legs just lost feeling, blazed up on the floor but feels like im on the cieling, feel like an astronaut smoking out of gravity bongs, NO roach clips!!! shit use them tongs!! if im sleep dont wake me from this dream, grab some viscene just so i can keep my eyes clean, got some munchies, either chicken or some ice scream or some ramon noodles, maybe some more weed, grow my own herbs from my old seeds, on a level so high no reason for raising it, shit High-Dro on the track, no wonder why we blazin it, smoke is the past time, blaze real good, this could be the last time seeds like popcorn popped, this fire making the smoke alarms go off, shit is good, where did we cop it, for 10 we got more green thn lil flips closet hydro heres the blunt I walk in the place cuz I smell weed, I’m like a blood hound/ Tell everyone "I’m in" and ta "start passin the bud ‘round"/ I take the first drag, all da tension leaves through muh lungs/ Get so high, me and my man “O” start speakin in tongues/ You’d think we was on “pause”, my hand hung there so long/ I was breathin in, while my lighter was heatin da top of da bong/ Fuck the price, don’t matter, ya know how I grind/ Don’t gotta be primo, I’ma smoke whutever I find/ I got clouds of smoke rollin outta da side of my lips/ Fog’ll block out da moon like a fuckin lunar eclipse/ Each time I suck it back, da shit fogs up muh mind/ Vision is getting blurry, homie, think I’m gunna go blind/ Inhaled an entire fuckin joint wit jus one puff/ Throw oreo some cash ta get anutha bag of da stuff/ Oreo thinks that I had too much, maybe I should stop/ So much weed, I’m so high dat muh ears start ta pop/ Start laughin so hard dat I start ta roll on the floor/ Body fightin the chemicals like they involved in a war/ Hallucinations start and now they can’t be controlled/ Oreo’s deala musta laced the shit before it was rolled/ Gimme a bong, blunt, joint, gimme anything u packin/ Only smokin for bout half an hour and we already snackin/ I’ma grab a bag of cookies, cuz now I’m hungry as shit/ Turned out I grabbed oreo’s balls, now he’s havin a fit/ We hotbox da crib, fuck oxygen, this is the air I breathe/ All ya smell is the dro, when we be lightin dem treez/ This is daily, we don’t do it like it’s an occasional thing/ Our soberness goes up and down like a fuckin pogo spring/ Blow smoke tuh da sky, while we release our creativity/ Float so high, we see Jesus like at the scene of nativity/ Blaze up anutha one, before this little roach goes out/ If smokin was a competition, we’d fuckin win in a rout/ damn my lungs hurt 
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