Apollo Brown and O.C.

Apollo Brown and O.C. - Anothe One lyrics

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[Intro]

[Lighter clicks]

Yeah, lemme get this EZ Wider ready and shit. Roll up this nice fatty, get it ready to spark. Nah, I ain't sharing this shit with nobody. This is for me man, I had a hard fucking day man, fuck that

[Verse 1]

Another hard day's working that 9 to 5

Blue-collar dollars for the fam which I provide

Not a white picket fence, yet it all makes sense

To unwind from being tense

Light up the incense, choose a Guinness over 'yac

Brown suds, twist the bud, wind down

Gimme a nice buzz, few tokes, eyes closed

Inhale nice and slow, got the salad

Rolled, the Bambu. Electric relaxation

On Mother Nature's volume straight from the earth

Got that medicine flowing through my veins since birth

Unprescribed seeds come and go with the green

Personal use, not for sale. Purchase a nice bale

Rather spend it on this than buying some cocktails

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe is a pleasure I crave

When I light up and blaze

[Hook]

When it's down to the roach I light another one [x3]

Before the joint gets small as a roach I spark another one

[Verse 2]

Smoke breaks are few and far between

Recreational time when I'm (steaming?)

In the confines of my backyard

No worries to be on guard

Surrounded by the fences tall, kids in the crib

My wiz mind her own biz, her time is her time

Knowing his is his, letting me live

It's nothing in this world like having the peace of mind

That place all peace and calm, lounging with my feet up

White and grey shell-toe Adidas

Chilling, sweats on, the wife-beater

Mac and my laptop, slingbox connect

Watch Jeter hit a home run over the fence

That's when I rolled another doobie, ain't no puff puff pass

Every now and again I mix weed with hash

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe be that pleasure I crave

When I light up to blaze

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

That THC qualifies me for a PhD

Cuz I'm hands-on when I study, blowing smoke in my study

Thick as a fog on a midsummer's night

When the weather is warm

Mi nah fuck with the bomb 'cuz it's too strong

Especially when it's Arizona Gold from Tuscon

No sticks and stems, just heavy sour

Hawaiian eye, puff on spliffs of Maui

Blowing that bubblegum, calm, not troublesome

The weed man lovin' him

Greeting him, not mean-mugging him

Twisting pretzels minus the salt

I'm as high as a gymnast doing flips and somersaults

Tranquil as my feet in the sands of Antigua

Lifted off the kick of the stash of Sonny Chiba

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe be that pleasure I crave

When I spark and blaze

[Hook]

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