Bizarre - Gospel Weed Song lyrics
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[Intro:] Brothers and sisters! We gonna have Church tonight! And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson.. [Chorus:] I wake up praising, God every day, I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!) Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!) For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! [Verse 1:] Nigger I'm high, nigger you high. (uh huh) lets get high in the motherfucking sky! Watch the butterflies, hit the wall, and if you're feeling down, give yer boy a call! Weed, it takes the stress away, thats why Bizarre smokes ten blunts a day. It's nuffing but the sticky, icky, green stuff! Line it, pass it and take a puff! Having a bad day, stop by my house, coz most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth. So sit down relax and chill, and if ya don't smoke weed, then shit, I got sum pills! Watch ya need girl, a fucking refill? a fat bag a weed and sum happy meals? Nah, baby, I don't smoke no porks, only fat bags of weed in this escort. [Chorus:] I wake up praising, God every day, I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, Thankya Jesus! [Thankyou Jesus!] Thankya Lord! [Thankyou Lord!] For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! [Verse 2:] Sunday morning, Bizarre have day, Blunt in my mouth, watching DJ Dre. Dangerous my, just like Cudio Only church I know, a snoop dogg's studio. Wide out the raps, blowing in my lap, Rap hennesy, keep the acid tap. I'm glad, that I didnt't go down south, Take care of my kids, be the man of the house, orange mushrooms, and yellow stars, Fat bags of weed[???] Get in and lap, come on jump in, Raid a bottle of gin, and two of your freaky friends O fuck it! Let's go to see the point, Bring your son alone, shit, he can hit the joint, Cause rapping, it's a full time job! All I wanna smoke weed and praise God! [Chorus:] I wake up praising, God every day, I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!) Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!) For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! [Outro:] Break it down....yea We gonna slow it down rite here... We havin' Church up in here tonight, it's the Reverend Rufuss Johnson... and we sittin' over here, at sixteen five-o, cone it[?] and ladies and gentlemen, come in, praise God with us.. [over chorus:] Baptist, Catholic, Jahova Witness, yea, come praise God, yea! services, send it, at 4-20, brothers and sisters send it at 4-20! come on, praise God. Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you a sinner! What!? [Bizarre: speaking] Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you don't believe in God! Jesus will keep care of ya! Jesus! You need Jesus! [coughing]
