Yo, yo, yo, 600!
Wassup?
Uh,
This goes out to all the growers of dank,
wherever you are...
"I wanna Smoke Your Weed"
©2013 DoobieBrother
I wanna smoke your weed.
Yeah.
I got one empty bowl
and two lungs in need
of that sweet smoke,
that'll take me higher,
after I kick the tires
and light the fires.
I wanna blaze your herb.
kick my brain to the curb
Breath deep of the smoke
Until I almost choke.
Then let it out,
when my eyes fade,
there is no doubt
you got the cannabis clout.
I wanna sample your ganja,
your sticky nugs excite me
they invite me
to fill my lungs to capacity
It's like a purple haze,
all in my brain,
it tingles with excitement
and I try to maintain
My composure.
But it's hard
when the world is slowing down
and my heart is speeding up,
But, still, I just can't get enough.
I wanna burn your grass.
I wanna trim your hedges
Milking the glass,
and couching my ass.
No power
of my own,
eyes all bloody
I'm stoned to the bone.
Feeling groovy,
Eyes Half Closed
Shit's so surreal,
like in a Kubrick movie.
But now I thirst,
in the worst possible way,
mouth is like a desert,
Spit is M.I.A.
So I go to the sink
and fill up a glass
of cool clear water
straight from the tap.
I chug it down,
faster than gravity,
Be witness to my display
of arid depravity.
Down one glass
in under five seconds,
so I can fill it up again
just as fast as I can,
Stumble back to the couch,
drink in my hand,
and plop right down
too wobbly to stand.
I smoked your weed,
and I'm paying the price,
I can't get any higher
and it feels so nice
to rock the buzz
and roll the stone,
and smoke the plant
that everybody loves.