this is off a verse i am doin for $ea $ick's album the track is bout weed/blunts/etc.
please let me know what i need to fix and clean up.... all feedback is appreciated... Thanks
I'm from northern cali where we grow and smoke the finest cannibus-
dealers never actin scandulous, ashes into dust-
Sea Sick and Biggz got blunts, big enough to keep you high for 3 months-
fuck fronts, its bout that Blueberry Chronic hunt, Gin and tonic-
Dank growing faster then supersonic, fuck fonics-
Smokin is not ironic, its a habit, anything you want damn rite i’ll have it
Purple kush, push bammer out the way wheres the cali gold?-
keep ya mouth on hold when i'm blazin, do not disturb-
sititn on the curb, lightin and inhaling the herb-
Born with a blunt in my hand, i was born to twist-
Ask me if you should smoke and i will reply i insist-
now my white widow, crumbled in the joint-
score points fill the bowl of the pipe-
we keepin the party hype, marajuana plant is now ripe-
my type gotta fuck me up in a bong rip, lungs filled of smoke-
we never choke, intoxication of illegal substance, we in the heavens of greens-
i’m an automatic puffing machine, born with dank air, fuck oxygen-
4:20 is the time, now i must begin
please let me know what i need to fix and clean up.... all feedback is appreciated... Thanks
I'm from northern cali where we grow and smoke the finest cannibus-
dealers never actin scandulous, ashes into dust-
Sea Sick and Biggz got blunts, big enough to keep you high for 3 months-
fuck fronts, its bout that Blueberry Chronic hunt, Gin and tonic-
Dank growing faster then supersonic, fuck fonics-
Smokin is not ironic, its a habit, anything you want damn rite i’ll have it
Purple kush, push bammer out the way wheres the cali gold?-
keep ya mouth on hold when i'm blazin, do not disturb-
sititn on the curb, lightin and inhaling the herb-
Born with a blunt in my hand, i was born to twist-
Ask me if you should smoke and i will reply i insist-
now my white widow, crumbled in the joint-
score points fill the bowl of the pipe-
we keepin the party hype, marajuana plant is now ripe-
my type gotta fuck me up in a bong rip, lungs filled of smoke-
we never choke, intoxication of illegal substance, we in the heavens of greens-
i’m an automatic puffing machine, born with dank air, fuck oxygen-
4:20 is the time, now i must begin
