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letra de herb - oglaggai

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okay, no yay
just a
ounce of ganja
and a 40 bombay
smoking herb
all day long
proper popper chops
from a proper bong
toke toke til you choke
on the dro smoke
bro rolls thru
with a fat buddha sac
and a camel golds pack
n-gga start to roll
yea we got that
pack another bowl
back to back
spliffs on spliffs
igniting rockets
at the cliffs

reefer giving me
the eyes of an eagle
god why isn’t kush legal
today we blaze
tomorrow’s a haze
i kiss maryjane
just to maintain
all love and no pain
got the f-cking dankest strain
and a motherf-cking purple brain
a rasta, don’t call me no pot head
say pot one more time motherf-cker
pulp fiction you gon end up dead

evaluating, the situation
bored as f-ck so lets get to blazing
i’m medicating p-ss the reefer up
we bout to get high as f-ck
so high n-ggas can’t talk
stoners luck
i’ve played with lucy
i’ve f-cked with shroomies
peyote with the homies
dmt with my elvesies
trippy f-cking times
spitting all these rhymes
these lyrics are on point
spark a celebratory joint
now puff puff p-ss
my n-gga nik don’t ash
jack puts it out don’t ask
next were on the prowl for -ss

every drink we drank it
every j we blazed it
n-gga i’m faded
time to get taded
never sober
clockwork toking chronic
downing gin and tonic
i find it real ironic
herb growers are not farmers
they drug dealers
yet the real drug dealers
are called farm-acists
get it?
farm-acists
supplying herds of sheep
their fix
not healing people
creating addicts
me? i’m just into psychedelics
guerrilla tactics
fighting the war on drugs
elevated thugs
showing the popo no love
only fearing god above
blowing reefer in the blocks
yee motherf-cking unorthodox

spark up a couple rockets
open up my chakra sockets
preaching wisdom like the prophets
got my knowledge from my goddess
blowing up like i promised
never failing staying flawless
a stoner so i’ll be modest
remember them days i was novice
now a pro
here we go
p-ss the dro
o’s i blow
golden flow
watch me glow
reefer in my system
granting me freedom
to flow to the rhythm
rasta ganja wisdom
light up and listen

puff loud
sip lean
blow clouds
of green
worlds turnt up
codeine in my cup
that purple syrup
gangsters saying w-ssup
rare flow like rocky
you can’t stop me
one c-cky motherf-cker
with three things i need
a beat my drink and my weed

hitting more trees than a blind tarzan
yea i’m that f-cking man
barely p-ssing college
but i got ganja knowledge
why drink and drive
when you can smoke and fly
c’mon give this purp a try
i’m just tryna get you high
and stack green like cheese
smoke weed with g’s
slang keys to fiends
and roll with beams
say h-llo to my og team
how you liking my og theme
in my astral dream
i be
swisher toking
blunt rolling
bong moking
every f-cking day we be smoking

- oglaggai

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