Green Grass

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Now normally I don't put myself on front street But as sure as the chocolate paper make the blunt sweet I get the best New York City bomb shit Visions of alien life from a bong hit Nah, dog, down the block they be selling dirt One hit off this shit and your cerebellum work You gotta keep yourself under observation Having a two day analytical conversation A laugh attack with nothing to laugh at Car full of spics, smoke out of the hatchback Get me a Philly and candy Then get bent watching the Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy Hate running out of weed when I need some Got me digging through the house for weed crumbs I hope that's it, that might be it, hold it Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it [Verse 2] When I was a little lad I had a little drag Of grass mixed with killer hash, Dad never hid his stash I'd separate the seeds from the skunk Pops was so high he'd lock the keys in the trunk Late on a school night, leave for a weed run Seeing the reruns, feening he needs some Candles and statues and doing voodoo Then you get the munchies for some oodles of noodles Then he get paranoid and start a home search "We have a prowler, Anthony, you go first Ssh you hear that? The sound from last night?" I'm scared in the hall with a knife and a flashlight That's me at age eleven Catch a contact in Tremont with Jay and Kevin A major plan to roll the weed and blaze the brethren Fingertips is yellow from the haze's resin [Break] Do you want to get high, man? Hell yeah, hell yeah [Verse 3] Light up the broccoli,.roll up the cheeba The highest monopoly, smoking some reefer Puffin' the cess 'til the blunt's gone Ain't nothing like the green from a Mexican from lawn You got the indo, you got that catnip In '86 they'd say roll up a fat spliff From chronic to ganja to sour diesel I'm high on strawberry fields as if I was a Beatle Remember Amsterdam twisting up lemon haze Started a torch been about eleven days (Where was I?) Oh, Amsterdam lemon haze never had a better blaze than rolling up with Jerr and Dave Or when I met that chick on 1st and Grand We got high and kissed till our spit turned to sand Or sellin with J, he was broke and going bottom Went out of business quick 'cause he smoked up all the product