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Planta La Semilla by Camalion Lyrics

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Original ganja play! Planto la seed skunk chronic! Funky weed! (Lord'a mercy!) Well aight man yo prefiero Sensi! (Indica!) Go see now them! Una mañana a muy temprano da Ganja we burn out oh we feeling so right (You deh me) Talking past, we feeling so high Planta la semilla vamos a cultiva En mi jardin poseo sweet Indica Skunk trebol mi planta favorita Y los horticultores de esta isla Diga que la legalizen ya (Porque?) Why es buena, para el asma Algunos sitios la recetan medicinal Dame la Sensimilla, vamos a fumetear Al monte Zion vamos a alabar Donde la yerba crece junto a la maleza Donde no penetre ningun policía Truеno y relampago y también tormenta Furia roja desata еsta fiera Voy a ser como el León que vive en la Jungla, well Original skunk en la fundación Solo cultivamos del numnero uno Planta la semilla en tu panteón Se encontrará en la tumba del Rey Salomón!

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Meaning of "Planta La Semilla" by Camalion

This track kicks off with a raw, almost primal declaration of intent: "Original ganja play!" The narrator immediately establishes a deep connection to cannabis, specifically "skunk chronic," and a preference for "Sensi." The opening is a direct, unvarnished invitation into a world where cultivating and consuming marijuana is the central theme, setting a tone of enthusiastic celebration. The lyrics paint a picture of a morning ritual, "Ganja we burn out oh we feeling so right." This feeling of elevated well-being is tied directly to the act of cultivation: "Planta la semilla vamos a cultiva / En mi jardin poseo sweet Indica." The narrator boasts about their personal garden, highlighting favorite strains like "Skunk trebol." This isn't just about getting high; it's about the pride and joy of growing, a personal connection to the plant. A key tension emerges as the lyrics pivot to advocacy: "Y los horticultores de esta isla / Diga que la legalizen ya." The argument for legalization is presented with practical reasoning, citing medicinal benefits like helping with asthma and being prescribed in some places. This contrasts sharply with the implied illegality and the desire for a sanctuary: "Donde no penetre ningun policía." The imagery of "Trueno y relampago y también tormenta" suggests a powerful, almost elemental force behind this plant, a "furia roja" that the narrator embraces, identifying with the strength of a "León que vive en la Jungla." The ultimate effectiveness of these lyrics lies in their unpretentious, almost spiritual reverence for the plant. The narrator elevates cannabis from a recreational substance to something almost sacred, a "sweet Indica" and "Skunk trebol" that brings a profound sense of rightness and connection. The final lines, "Planta la semilla en tu panteón / Se encontrará en la tumba del Rey Salomón!" push this idea to its extreme, suggesting that the true essence of this potent herb is ancient, powerful, and perhaps even divinely ordained, hidden away like a king's treasure.

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