VIRTUOSO - A Pound A Day lyrics

rate me

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

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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......

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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

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