Weed and rapping weed in jays
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
I rather give you my last to see you live again
Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
Dougie fresh up in the hood and he's bringing me my weed
Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
Cut your body in 9 parts and throw you in the fraser river.
Fake lives..smoking all these weed in the milligram
Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man
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