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Let me tell you something
Why hello there
Pack a pack of paper
Testing me like the professor
Mary wanna smoke, some ganja
So she gave me paper
I can

like its trending
Fresh likes - They’d never see the real me, but they’d believe me
Fly by, Im living in a high life, but Its the sty life


Living with

Just let yourself sink
Down beneath the surface
I pick apart every byte going bit by bit
But the gut it won't settle cause the sick won't sit
I attempt

The Rolla
Nie dla nas ten zakaz popatrz na ganji las
Co koi nerwy niczym kryzotol a
Ganja wróci do łask by prohibicji pas
Upadł niczym kiep poniżej kolan

or die - the mantra
Yeah
Do or die - the mantra
Some friends sold that white girl or that Ganja
For me it was selling life music to get cha on to
Either

Now dis is di traveling way
Traveling Style
My God is a
Song by daddy U Roy
Say love is not a gamble
Your love aint got no joy
Hey
Come shake yuh leg

Yeah
Yeahhhh 
Yeah
Yeahhhh 
(Just wanna fuck up these commas)
(Just wanna smoke on this ganja)

We be on islands 
We vibing (Uhh)
They hate the way

this
Lyrical Faya Bayii!

It is insane
I am high like a plane
Peer Ganja up in this brain
People want more
People want more
People want more high grade

Cat come fi give dem a diffrent strain 
 now here comes all over the original ganja smokin 
 herbaman hustlin, sensimilla smugglin, rob and ruffneck

Yeah, yeah

(Chorus)
You take my calls in private,
Don’t tell me lies.
Can’t meet you by the Hyatt,
Off 95,
Caz I don’t want the surface,
Don’t want

We're all spinning 'round, but we  can't feel nothing on the surface
On the surface
All the love in the world turns cold when it breaks the surface

to catch
The fade m&m's melt your ass be afraid
Power to the max you gon' drown in the wave
From the surface you can't see us wave she
Stuck up I'm stuck in

Might give my live to god on Thursday

Now ponder
Me an my niggas building Wakanda
Yall niggas ant real as aunt Wanda
Country boi been growing dat ganja

gotta stop talking about where I'm from and what I see
When I'm paint the canvas
I'm barely scratchin the surface
I really came wit a purpose
The herb got

Yeah
Uh
Uh
Right now it's so many people by me but I still feel alone
I been losing my mind seem like no body know
Seem like no body care
All

fresh to Def
I contemplate life and a deeper purpose
My raps is just scratching the outer surface
You listen but you can not really hear me
I'm Giving you

Getting chased by seagulls somewhere out in California
Posted with my shawty smoking ganja like a stoner
Baby got my heart even though I am not

shaking the Earth's surface
It's LI's triple 6 master wordsmiths the Neighborhood's Finest
Back again with another superb mix
The missions never over for

up on my head like I'm in a day of Pentecostal
Your minor and your majors, my bitch sip on gin and tonic
Use caution with no patience, ganja grow

Illegal Business

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

Cocaine business controls America
Ganja business controls America
KRS-One come to start some hysteria
Illegal business controls America

One

I wanna grow a ganja field so frickin' bad
Grow all of the herb I never had
I wanna be on the cover of
High Times magazine
Standing next to Damian

a lyrical machine
Any party we mash it
And see the mic yah we smash it
Many many kees of the green cheese get consumed by we mc's
Call the ganja farmers tell

Mr. Officer

Vybz Kartel

Pon di Gaza 2.0

Squaddy mi nah stop bun my ganja
So come put on di handcuff dem
Memba' mi must get bail
Carry mi go jail ah in deh di high grade sell
Mr. officer low mi

it's not by choice

The words I hide behind my smile
Beneath the surface, it's been a while
I'm smiling on the surface, but it's all a fucking lie
I say