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High Times

Artist:Cypress Hill  Album:High Times  Writer:Unknown  Composer:FREEZE LOUIS M/MUGGERUD LARRY E 

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Now this some bad weed The very first time I hit the weed I was young Coughing up a lung, high strung, back in '81 Going to school, hitting the Buddha behind the bleachers Coming to class high, selling the lye to the teachers Nickel bag, nickel bag, dime to a nickel Selling joints to the honeys suck it like an icicle Others wanted the 40 but I wanted the weed While everybody was running out, I was planting my seeds Homegrown, backyard boogie, I'm still stoned Got my weed plants taller than your telephone's corner I can remember when I could only get sess in those days Now I'm rocking that chocolate Thai, skunk and the haze Roll a fat one, pass it to the left don't front But I hate it when they don't take the seeds out the blunt A bunch of blunt-rollers are like rookies on the field Spilling the weed plant fucking dookies with no skill I should write a book, how to roll it then pass it Light it, grow it, sell it and then divide it Mr. Greenthumb, Dr. Weed, I proceed to give the herb man what they need True indeed, blow your fucking smoke up in the sky And get high with your bong or your Philly or dutchess give me a light [Chorus] Grab the weed up, pack it in, put it in the pipe Light it up, smoke a bowl, we puffin the lye right


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