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best weed lyrics
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you asked was I holding I said no I ain't holding I thought you were holding it's true and if you ain't got none and if I ain't got none my lord what on earth will we do you know when I'm holding there's no need you holding and you know the same about me and if you run out before I run out you can always get some from me but if you ain't got none and if I ain't got none we can go find some other head find out if they're holding get down and start rolling and smoke what they're holding instead -John Hartford |
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While those are mild generally these threads turn out terribly poorly and are filled with terrible music/lyrics with ham-handed weed references. Anyway, probably Nas or something if I had to pick.
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When the darkness comes in the daytime
and it wraps around your head And your dreams all turn to nightmares And you're afraid to go to bed It's the mutation of the frustration the activation that mixes with The salivation and the motivation what you're left with is collaboration with the Local outdoor organic Starin' at the northern lights First thing in the morning, lord just before the night local outdoor organic aiding us in our plight feelin' the goods on a sunny day makes everything alright feelin' the goods on a sunny day makes me stay outta sight |
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lyrics.
walking to the south out of roanoke, caught a trucker outta philly, had a nice long toke but he's a heading west from the cumberland gap to johnson city tennessee and I gotta get a move on before the sun I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one and if I die in Raleigh at least I will die free. |
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lyrics.
lyrics lyrics every year around about this time it all goes dry nothing round for love or money that'll get you high henry got pissed off and said he's run to mexico see if he could come back holding 20 keys of gold |
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yo this is no lie-i-i
me n my niggas gettin high-i-i yo if you look up in the sky-i-i you might see us floating by-i-i ![]() (Nelly - Wrap Sumden)
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Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. We're smokin' that Danger Girl. We're smokin' that Gen 13. Bong's called Yoda, man, and Yoda can't a bag filled with stems and seeds. Yo, I can't stand no ecstacy. Cocaine made a mess of me. Beer and booze are now things that I use to do. Don't misconstrue, I'm still abusin' weed. Some kids like to get fucked up, actin' black by rollin' them blunts. I got a one hitter called Margot Kidder and I only need to hit that shit once 'cause I ain't made of nickels and dimes. Fat kind make me tickled inside. Say no to cuttin' up lines, that's one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive. And I ain't no Nancy Reagan, just sayin' kinda take it slow. Say yeah to the jazz cigarette, say nil to the thrills of pills and blow. Teen years about gettin' beat down, and your twenties 'bout smokin' them pounds. Stick around for the sticky amounts, flick a Bic 'til your stuck to the couch. I'm the sativa cyborg, I smell that shit like a wine cork. I hope they never legalize, then High Times won't have anything to fight for. I used to smoke with kids at shows, but I stopped 'cause they all had colds, but I got Emergen-C and a bag of Coldeeze and mad trees so let's all get stoned! Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. After a show, you're a friend of mine, handshake with a prize inside. These are Batman Begins hallucinagens. These whammies are weaponized. LSD and shrooms, I tried them, was a time when I wouldn't deny them. All you need is one trip where you lose your shit, kiss goodbye to the sky with diamonds; but I keep coming back like it's Atkins fat 'cause the weed's like crack cocaine, but the risk you take is just getting baked, you're surely gonna see the next day. They say we fund Al Qaeda. Sounds like the government's jealous. Let's get the enemy stoned, bring our ninjas home - to hell with Christian zealots, 'cause all we need is some weed and a laid back beat, black lights if you stereotype, couple bean bag chairs and a lack of airs, a marathon of price is right. What's the 4-1-1 for realzies? I freeze my Reese's Pieces. It's like everytime I pack a pipe, my appetite suddenly increases. You know what a cracka mean, green leaves my cractorbeam, addicted like it's gasoline, just pass the trees while I live that cracker dream, but I might have to cease my deeds. I might have to take control 'cause I ain't down with little mc growin' up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there. Weed is by my side, it's always been there. Always been there, always been there.
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weak.
the bud is just the tasty tantalizer. the bud not the beer cuz the bud makes me wiser
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I said Nas because for some reason when I heard the topic the first thing to pop into my head was his last verse on One Love.
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oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird and why can't that always be tossing aside from your birches crown just enough dark to see how you're the light over me last.fm blog deal (updated 12/22/11) Last edited by myxomatosis; 04-12-2010 at 10:03 PM. |
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you're trying to light yer roach while you're driving down the street
(two hits and the joint turned brown) but it's too small to smoke and too big to eat (two hits and the joint turned brown) whoooaaa sweet mama, two hits and the joint turned brown whoooaaa pretty baby, two hits and the joint turned brown |
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Now the road to acapulco is very hard indeed
and it isn't any better if you haven't any weed Henry's driving hard and fast down twisty mountain roads there's 50 people waiting back at home for henry's load well henry got to mexico and turned his truck around talking with the man who had it growing from the ground Henry tasted, he got wasted couldn't even see how he's gonna drive like that is not too clear to me |
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