Текст (слова) песни: Virtuoso - A Pound a Day

 
I smoke till my eyes seem, lime green 
and there`s no cure but a bath in visine 
my dope`s fresh off the boat, and my buds juicy 
with fiery red hairs like I love Lucy 
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and 
when I`m feigning, I exterminate them by them 
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow 
hit and flow spit and blow smoke out in little O`s 
you know the seed never falls far from the tree 
germinate and touch heads constantly THC 
the O throw shows we throw joints in the crowd 
we got, joints in our mouth, see the point is we proud 
around for night when Snype rolled a quarter pound 
in one joint, or stuffed inside four philly titans with all our boys around 
I took your girls silver pearl, blew her mind with the AK 
while you were stretching dimes into eight J`s 
 
[Hook] 
Smoke a pound of herb a day and yo 
keep the peace with the weed and hash 
puff puff give, puff puff give, if I`m hard to find take two pulls and pass 
(Cuts) "My whole comittee like to puff L`s, sound in my veins and a pound on my brain 
smoke with me, light one up, getting high, smoking weed....." 
 
Blueberry sativa straight pouring out your speakers 
mary jane told me meet her at the very highest peak of 
the Himalayas well spin a J of the northern lights 
we`ll swim in hydroponical chronic cause waters life 
afghani gold was the last gram we rolled 
hash and we hold stashed in the dash cause these hoes 
with badges wont grab this G-13 beasters 
rebirth like easter from smoke thick like keifer 
reefer sparks my acid battery your placid cavalry 
is smashed and that`ll be what will happen if you matching me 
we burn chem rocks to hemlock our brain 
I got a ten spot, you got a ten spot? 
let`s spark the flame 
I`d be like Bill Gates if I ain`t spend ill cake 
to get real baked and spend my day in a chill place 
in case I don`t get a next life I live the best life 
I can and smoke bless right, until my death like I...... 
 
[Hook: 2X] 
 
before the first second of my first day, my birthday 
before my delivery I had hit my first J 
see my parents were hippies I was delivered at home 
to relax during labor mom lit up a bone 
so when it comes to getting high ya`ll I`m a lifer 
parents smuggled weed from Jamaica in my diapers 
blazing I`m the caucasian version of Bob Marley 
asian eyes staying high in the clouds like god`s army 
I went, from a joint to a nickle to a dime 
then a half to a Z now its P`s all the time 
most of my crew was high in high school 
and failed, but got a A + from getting high school 
and how I do seems obscene to most 
the green I toast, make you believe you seen a ghost 
yo I smoke so much, I don`t need no dutch 
put the lie in my mouth spit fire and roast up 
blow puffs of smoke clouds, cumulus, cirrus 
and if you near us puffin` canabis I know you hear us 
if I get cancer man, I`ma go to Amsterdam 
smoke a handsome gram to the face, casue thats the answer man 
and I still wish, Clinton had admitted that he hit it and got lifted 
cause maybe today it would be permitted 
it`s medicinal, who you gon` listen to 
a psycho that`s rich from cigarettes and wants to put a micro-chip in you? 
fuck that! if you got weed puff that 
and if your smoking something let your man touch that 
the real drugs crack, heroin and alcohol 
tobacco and mescalin and the rest of them cause after all 
what did weed do but make your lies see through 
and bring a peaceful vibe to all of my people 
Virtuoso blow O`s and yo 
hold up, no more flow I`m a go smoke some dro 
 
[Hook 2x]
 

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