Roll Another

Lyrics

[Intro: Easy Rider (1969) sample] Oh, no thanks, I got some store-bought right over here No man, this is grass You mean marijuana? [Chorus: Billy Obey] Roll another blunt my friend, roll another blunt my friend Smoke another blunt again' bout to smoke another blunt again Oh I, oh I, oh I'm high Only smokin' bud that got a buzz that doesn't end Roll another blunt my friend, roll another blunt my friend Smoke another blunt again, 'bout to smoke another blunt again Oh I, oh I, oh I'm high Only smokin' bud that got a buzz that doesn't end [Verse 1: Diary Of a Bullet] Smokin' the bud Do what I want, I don't give a fuck, bitch Roll one up, I'm in love with the fat blunt That one gotta have some Uh a chocolate Philly Super-green weed, looking so silly Different strands, pick what you are feeling Come and partake, but only if you willing To the type of high that the trees supply There is no ceiling, r-r-r-really So you just gotta feel it, incredible green Awesome shit that only a killers could breathe After the cannabis had done been burnt Guarantee it'd be hard to breathe, hard to see Ended up hungry, they dreaming like damn [Interlude: Jackie Brown (1997) sample] You getting high already? It's just two o' clock Is that late? You know you smoke too much of that shit, that shit gon' rob you of your ambition Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV [Chorus: Billy Obey] Roll another blunt my friend, roll another blunt my friend Smoke another blunt again' bout to smoke another blunt again Oh I, oh I, oh I'm high Only smokin' bud that got a buzz that doesn't end Roll another blunt my friend, roll another blunt my friend Smoke another blunt again, 'bout to smoke another blunt again Oh I, oh I, oh I'm high Only smokin' bud that got a buzz that doesn't end [Verse 2: Diary Of a Bullet] Up in the clouds, lost in my thoughts Puzzling words 'til I connect the dots They say "fuck your dreams," look at the ratio They could suck dick, autofellatio I do this for me so I roll up a blunt Kick my chair back and sip on my cup Inhale creativity 'til my mind erupts Pass the shit off as my pen constructs A melodic melody, words that persist As that is my weed, too good to resist Only fuck with my day-ones, man that's a short list Gon' be passing out bud like I'm [mission assist?] Don't give a fuck, roll one up Exhale negativity, middle fingers up When words provoke just chill and toke All that bullshit go up in smoke [Outro: Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle (2004) sample] Dude, where is your car? Dude, where's my car? Where's his car, dude? Hey-yeah, sorry about that I told you last night I was trippin' balls