[00:33.86]Heavy smokin and tokin the windows open yea we puffin og
[00:37.86]Most of the people know me
[00:39.34]Kuz they heard of me
[00:40.30]From the word of tree
[00:41.66]From the word of mouth
[00:42.78]Runnin the beat n im runnin the south
[00:44.30]Ran out of weed so i run to the town
[00:46.00]Pick up an ounce
[00:46.94]Pick up a pack
[00:47.58]Then we bounce
[00:48.52]Back to the pad
[00:49.21]Getting lit
[00:50.02]Rollin a spliff
[00:50.76]But its mixed with the wax
[00:52.44]Not that gross trap
[00:53.70]Not that superstitious brown s**t
[00:55.75]Not that take your life never give it back drowning
[00:59.05]Drowning in love
[00:59.98]Drowning in pain
[01:01.15]Drowing in weed
[01:02.19]Drowning in the troubles that everyone sees
[01:05.21]Drowning in a life thats hard to deceive
[01:08.46]I dont even know where to start with this piece
[01:11.46]of the puzzle that has me puzzled and staring in the distance
[01:14.73]thinking of this girl like i really want to hit it
[01:18.58]Thinking of the times where i should of really quit it
[01:21.23]Thinking of my life and how i got so distant
[01:24.37]I cant even see straight, everythings blurred
[01:27.15]Lookin through these glasses and i still gotta curve
[01:30.35]Puttin that fire on the weed and it burns
[01:33.59]Only coping in my life that ive really learned
[01:36.70]Its pretty sad that i dont have any more skills
[01:39.78]Atleast its better than popping lots of nasty pills
[01:42.98]Atleast its better than smoking lots of minty sticks
[01:46.10]Atleast its better than breakin the bones in my fists
[01:48.77]Yuh

Heavy smokin and tokin the windows open yea we puffin og
Most of the people know me
Kuz they heard of me
From the word of tree
From the word of mouth
Runnin the beat n im runnin the south
Ran out of weed so i run to the town
Pick up an ounce
Pick up a pack
Then we bounce
Back to the pad
Getting lit
Rollin a spliff
But its mixed with the wax
Not that gross trap
Not that superstitious brown s**t
Not that take your life never give it back drowning
Drowning in love
Drowning in pain
Drowing in weed
Drowning in the troubles that everyone sees
Drowning in a life thats hard to deceive
I dont even know where to start with this piece
of the puzzle that has me puzzled and staring in the distance
thinking of this girl like i really want to hit it
Thinking of the times where i should of really quit it
Thinking of my life and how i got so distant
I cant even see straight, everythings blurred
Lookin through these glasses and i still gotta curve
Puttin that fire on the weed and it burns
Only coping in my life that ive really learned
Its pretty sad that i dont have any more skills
Atleast its better than popping lots of nasty pills
Atleast its better than smoking lots of minty sticks
Atleast its better than breakin the bones in my fists
Yuh