[Jamie Madrox]
If it ain't green, it ain't us
Your parents hate us because we smell like cannabis
And remind them of the incubus
Another freak of the night
With accessable roach clips, bongs, and weed pipes
[Monoxide Child]
We comin' with the straight 28
A full O-Z
only fuckin' with the weed
You can keep the nosebleed
Bash on you haters actin' like you know me
Twiztid muthafucka what you got on my tree?
[Jamie Madrox]
I smoke it down to the ash
Burning lips and finger tips
On for helly shit and take no bullet and passin' it
Right into the ashtray where it belongs
From the bag to the j to the drape to the bong
[Monoxide Child]
Smoke alotta weed, cloud nine
Space flying
People try to front like I don't
But I can see inside them
Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session
And I'ma smoke it all up quick without a question
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this everyday
So come get high with me
No matter what they tell us this is reality
[Monoxide Child]
Eyes blew out red I'm lookin' faded
Clothes stank like bud
And my finger tips is always resonated
We burnin' ganja with the windows up
I got a QP a good green rub ready to puff
[Jamie Madrox]
We smokin' entirely to much trees for average folks
But I never said that I was average
I like to smoke mad bags of weed
No stems, no seeds
All I really want and all I really need
[Monoxide Child]
I gotta tell you bitches
It ain't no smokin' for free
If you ain't fuckin' with me
Don't put your lips up on my muthafuckin' tree
Wreck us around us, like a Zig Zag
Light your whole block with a flame and take a big drag
[Jamie Madrox]
We blaze trees on the highways
in the driveways
In a casket
I keep an axe
and a fat sack
with the Zig Zags
With a 2 blunt trademark trees
every studio session we gettin' sparked
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this everyday
So come get high with me
No matter what they tell us this is reality
[Jamie Madrox]
We smoke weed everyday
Regardless what you say
And every single night with the get right
You need to get up and shut up with all that pride
And all you non smokin' niggas get the fuck outside
[Monoxide Child]
Only weed smokers up this bitch tonight
Thick clouds of weed smoke green like kryptonite
I don't drink, shoot up or take X
Only three loves in life is bud, death, and sex
[Jamie Madrox]
Gimme gimme green leafs laced up with hashish
When your ridin' dirty, watch for police
Listen and learn cuz I would never stir you wrong
Knowledge has accumulated like resins in bongs
*water in bong and chokes*
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this everyday
So come get high with me
No matter what they tell us this is reality
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this everyday
So come get high with me
No matter what they tell us this is reality
