Lyrics

[Chorus] Oh, Mr. Ganjah Man, don't light up anymore (Anymore) I never been this high before Oh, Jah, please forgive me for all of my sins (My sins) My Rasta friends say it's just medicine But I'm, I'm so high, so high Aw damn, I'm high! [Verse 1] Just a poor American boy tryna find the essence So, I'm headed to Jamaica just to be in the presence Of this old wise man who lives way up in the mountains To teach me about Jah and this herb that surrounds him You call him a fool, I call him a prophet Praise and smoke the marijuana was his logic I thought it was ironic 'cause I often saw the chronic As paying homage to God Who put the crops on solid ground For us to inhale or eat for it smells so sweet I hit tails 'til it melts my skin so deep I'll send mail, but shit, hell, I think I'll sleep Right in this field and get peeled off, shit so green, I'm gone [Chorus] Oh, Mr. Ganjah Man, don't light up anymore (Anymore) I never been this high before Oh, Jah, please forgive me for all of my sins (My sins) My Rasta friends say it's just medicine But I'm, I'm so high, so high Aw damn, I'm high! [Verse 2] Yo, I need medical marijuana to get me to where I wanna be You can keep the beer and the lager and all of the whiskey In the world, The Mary Jane is the only thing that gets to me, girl You're everything, I can't explain our history, girl Been in my brain before a nigga came inside a girl This may be strange, but give me the dank, you keep the girl So many ways I've been amazed How she can just turn so many shades Her pretty haze, now she is so purple I can't take it, so quick to break down and burn you I'm ashamed 'cause some days I just can't afford you But I pray 'cause one day I'm coming back for you I love you, Mary Jane [Chorus] Oh, Mr. Ganjah Man, don't light up anymore (Anymore) I never been this high before Oh, Jah, please forgive me for all of my sins (My sins) My Rasta friends say it's just medicine But I'm, I'm so high, so high Aw damn, I'm high! [Verse 3] I'm too high to talk, you'll get outlined in chalk They'll fuck around and find heart somewhere in Highland Park Tryna stalk into your apartment quietly Cut off the lights, now you on your carpet dying in the dark Off the finest of the grams, this is Silence of the Lambs A guy who was defiant, but got the mind of the Son of Sam Some would understand, others just got up and ran But they recovered 'em, smothered under a ton of sand What's in front of you is a disgruntled and troubled man Who suffers for months if he ain't puffin' a couple strands Give me some of that Mary Jane from the Himalayas 'Cause I done went crazy smoking all this shit in Jamaica [Chorus] Oh, Mr. Ganjah Man, don't light up anymore (Anymore) I never been this high before Oh, Jah, please forgive me for all of my sins (My sins) My Rasta friends say it's just medicine But I'm, I'm so high, so high Aw damn, I'm high!