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I’m in debt
And have no money
I'm in pain
Can’t find a cure
I’m the joint
Seconds from running
I’m the voice
You always hear
Mr. Genuine in

cool it down a degree
We meditate w medication i get high just to think
Before we sparked the second joint i took a sip from my drink
Then i sang
 
I

ball for the Liberty
Finish my second joint
I'm lightin’ up the trilogy
Like E honda when he fuckin’ up the Lexus
Luger arms, baby it's
All about

La Luna

Action Bronson

Blue Chips 7000

2017

first joint was like an odyssey
Uh, the second joint straight rolled like the shaman's feet
Climbed the stairs to the sun
Sacrificed myself for

kindred

Incisions on the hill of Saturn - torment!
Lines on the mound of Mercury - delusion!
Mark on the second joint of Venus - poverty!
Imprint

no future with her so there's no where to go
I don't have love in my mind and she knows
But wants to stay close
Onto my second joint and I'm thinkin'

just our design

All my faults they are so clear, the second joint I light
I’m anxious, but I keep these thoughts inside
Lately I’m broke, start to lose

the pressure point with your second joint
I just don't wanna come off as boring
I could never ask what I want
I'd lose your hand again and then you're gone
My

I tried to write you a love song
But I ripped off all the lines
You'd finished smoking a second joint
All your friends wanted to hear Sublime
So, you

know
Gotta know
Gotta know
Ye
Am I falling for you or is it second hand smoke
She passes the joint and tells me to toke
I say no
I wanna keep my head

man this shit's non-stop
Man this shit's non-stop
So stop and take a picture
Pick a fucking joint, take two seconds from your liquor
It's not worth it

to plane
I'm plug plug
Give no fuck
They gone have to shut us up

(Aye)
(Look)
TSA has to check us cuz I stepped on the flight smellin' like Snoop the second

plug plug
Give no fuck
They gone have to shut us up
(Aye)
(Look)
TSA has to check us cuz I stepped on the flight smellin' like Snoop the second
My joints

a second-hand joint
Standing side of the stage watch the audience lose it
This musclebound thug still owes me 10 bucks
But I'm not going to press the point

so scared of heights babe
It hurts so hard when you fall
When you fall
Fall

This is a second generation joint right here
It's one of those nights

You

on the second last joint on his left middle multisegmented leg

""Will you marry SLASH bury, me?"", he says, and reveals a ring of refined ordure

a twist
How every choice led me to this point though
Baby loddy getting second-hand joint smoke
Gramps stayed with us when he had that stroke
I was too

Six steps into your bedroom
Six seconds lost in thought
Six joints we rolled last night
Let's space them out
Stay spaced out
Head in the clouds
Let's

Keep on growing, keep on going
Keep on growing, keep on going
That's my second song today
That's my second or third joint, I'm not sure
It's work, nigga

Why you're making the plans
Assembled your clan
Thinking ahead to our new promised land
One man at the point
Second rollin' a joint, behind the wheel

I'm High

Spice 1

The Black Bossalini (a.k.a. Dr. Bomb from Da Bay)

1997

, cough, gag and crawl
Suckin in weed smoke with my nose
Hit the joint ten seconds hold it in for twenty-four
It's puff puff pass 
Nigga quit fuckin'

lost 60 lbs's
Since my last joint
Damn I'm fine
Well I'll be
It's been 60 seconds since my last joint
Damn I'm high
How you like the old me
How ya like

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Roule

like the Doppler effect
you always try to hide the blame I don't know what you're try-na to gain the second you smoke a joint and light the flame you're