Smokin Budda - Lyrics - Thug Mentality 1999 - Krayzie Bone

Title: Smokin Budda
Album: Thug Mentality 1999
Artist: Krayzie Bone
Composer(s): Daryl Hall, G Moss, John Oates, Anthony Henderson

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Lyric:
And it makes me see, every puff that I breathe
Blowin' herbs and leaves would ease the world
Blowin' herbs and leaves would ease the world

Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?

Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?
Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy, don't it?

We smokin' budda, come again we smokin' budda
Me rollin' with me pass the hoota to ya
Me feelin' that blunt so don't let that budda fool ya
Puff on the hoota, come again puff on this hoota

Sit back, relax and let the budda sooth ya
And when they ask who you can tell 'em Krayzie schooled ya
Puff on the hoota but first me gotta get with me friends
So wish you light it up 'cuz I'm gonna spend all my ends
On the budda, come and get me shunnin' a blunt my friend

So, you don't wanna go half?
Okay, I'll put in the ends on the budda, budda
We rollin', smokin', chokin', pass it
Toke it hand it back to ya that budda

So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)

So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)
So high
(Now how high can you go?)

L.A. gotta get my connections, I been stressin' on this airplane
I was just thinkin' of crashin', now them sess gotta be relaxin'
Smokin', chokin', rollin', glancin' but we won't spend no money
Them sess gotta be lovely or we ain't fuckin' with ya
Y'all give me that, don't want that, don't give me that want no stressin'

No, we don't want that
(Not in Cali-for-nay-a)
Reefer really makes me happy and it makes me see
Every puff that I breath blowin' herbs and leaves

Would ease that world, I done been to the other side
I seen London and Paris, niggas get fuckin' bloody high
Gotta go find Mary Jane's world-wide
So why is it such a crime? Hey, everybody should be gettin' high

So, Mr. Weed Man, you know we lookin' for the trees with no seedsly
(Yeah, yeah)
We got the cheesy, we need to know if you can show me
The nigga with the weedy
(But can he, can he, can he?)

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Built To Last - Lyrics - Rollin Stoned - Kottonmouth Kings

Title: Built To Last
Album: Rollin Stoned
Artist: Kottonmouth Kings
Composer(s): Douglas Carrion, Brad Xavier, Dustin Mark Miller, Robert Adams

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Lyric:
You gonna hit some weed up in the motherfucker?
DJ Bobby B, D-Loc

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to last

The Adventures of Shaky Bonez, the Intruder
A.k.a. D-Loc, Mr. Ginseu Master
The Budda Blasta, it?s all good
Operatin' in my green room, cuttin' up my words

You betta make way, I?ve been know to blow the spot
Mr. Ginseu Master an' Bobby Suenam
We form like Voltron, connected by the feet
So there's room to reach, we transform the beat

With the ill techniques, needles stick like gum
Bobby on the two an' shaky on the one
Here comes the Suenamy brothas, duck, fuck, run
Grab your shields an' put them up, this ain?t for fun

Table combat, son, you betta blow the spot
When I penetrate it?s deep, you know I smoke my pot
Everyday I stay ripped, they call me D L to the C
Don?t eva get it twisted, ya na mean

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to last

An' you know this, I got some herb in my pocket
A caddie an' a truck, a phat chain wallet
A dirt bike, mini bike an' a go-cart
A skateboard, shot gun an' a snowboard

My white board because winter just passed
Summer's comin' up, river runs with the hash
Me an' all my dogs, drinkin' beers, tokin' buds
Workin' on our trucks right under the sun

An' when the water cold, we sit an' get stoned
Hollerin' at the hunny's, talkin' shit from Crow?s boat
An' if you don?t know, I don?t really fuckin' care
Like, listen to a drunk when he?s yappin' in my ear

Talkin' this, talkin' that, you not makin' no sense
Like smokin' crack by a fence or bud when it?s dense
Don?t ever get it twisted, let me tell you again
The call me L O C, sucka see ya, say

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to last

I be the kid with my pants straight sagged to my knees
Got my Vans on my feet, smoke a ounce a week
Writin' rhymes to beats, intertwinin' with timin'
Rhymin' patters are scatterin', I?m as high as the Heavens

Farmer are cattle, eatin' Valiums an' tatilen
On the side of a mountain, choppin' trees down for cabins
On the search for medallions, I about to burn like dragons
Now they live in your [Incomprehensible], how could you imagine?

Back in the day, I was a pest in the classroom
With a attitude, babblin', on the desk, I was taggin'
While the teacher was talkin', half the time I was nappin'
'Sides the fact, I was slackin', didn?t care if I was passin'

Relaxin' an' laughin', stealin' pencils an' [Incomprehensible]
Children for magazine, memories of causalities
People, now gather, me, I?m the D L O C
An' I?ll I do is smoke weed, son of a bitch

Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor blast
Why do all these people keep on talkin' trash?
'Cuz, 'cuz you know that we was built to last

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