....Live Everyday Like It's Your Last....
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"There's gonna be some stuff you gonna see that's gonna make it harder for you to smile in the future, but through whatever you see, through all the rain and all the pain, you gotta keep your sense of humor. You gotta be able to smile through all the bullshit."
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STONER'S PRAYER
Now I pass out into sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Grant no other stoner take
My weed and bong before I wake
Keep me safely in thy sight
And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight
And in the morning let me awake
Breathing scents of wake 'n bake
God protect me in my dreams
and make this better than it seems
Grant the time may siwftly fly
When myself shall be so high
In a green grass weed bed
Where I long to rest my head
Far away from all these scenes
And the smell of bammer smoked by beans
Take me back into the land
Where the cops never take you out
Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand;
Where the scent of chronic blows
Where the good Mary Jane grows;
Take me back and I'll promise then
Never to leave BC again.
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Now I pass out into sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Grant no other stoner take
My weed and bong before I wake
Keep me safely in thy sight
And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight
And in the morning let me awake
Breathing scents of wake 'n bake
God protect me in my dreams
and make this better than it seems
Grant the time may siwftly fly
When myself shall be so high
In a green grass weed bed
Where I long to rest my head
Far away from all these scenes
And the smell of bammer smoked by beans
Take me back into the land
Where the cops never take you out
Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand;
Where the scent of chronic blows
Where the good Mary Jane grows;
Take me back and I'll promise then
Never to leave BC again.
Laa laa la la I blayze enough to stay high all night.
Smokin this endo, blunts gallore
you finish puffin four, no worries plenty more
Still blayzin that haze cause it keep me so graceful
so I bag it up and give it back real hasteful
I stay chill and don't worry bout dem peepin
keep cash flow on da low don't have ta be creepin
And my cash keep comin, stay so froze it's numbin
glock stayed cocked no need ta be scared n start runnin
And when dem bitches come they won't have a chance
I'll reach for my drawers, then tighten up my pants
Rob 'em of their gats, stomp dem bitches like mats, because you know hommie this aint no fucking romance!
Laa laa la la I blayze enough to stay high all night.
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Smokin this endo, blunts gallore
you finish puffin four, no worries plenty more
Still blayzin that haze cause it keep me so graceful
so I bag it up and give it back real hasteful
I stay chill and don't worry bout dem peepin
keep cash flow on da low don't have ta be creepin
And my cash keep comin, stay so froze it's numbin
glock stayed cocked no need ta be scared n start runnin
And when dem bitches come they won't have a chance
I'll reach for my drawers, then tighten up my pants
Rob 'em of their gats, stomp dem bitches like mats, because you know hommie this aint no fucking romance!
Laa laa la la I blayze enough to stay high all night.
Live In Pain,
Rest In Peace.
Rest In Peace.