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Артист: Del The Funky HomosapienНазвание : BM`sДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip hop rap hip-hop underground hip hop underground hip-hop Видео:
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First day off probation, no wastin` time Just like ancient times, and take a dime and roll it Blaze it with no fear After havin` to take piss tests for a whole year Smokin` with a cold beer makes me kinda think Why I don`t like to drink heavily, `cause what my P.O. was tellin` me `You can`t smoke and even eat poppy seeds But you can buy liquor, and drink all you need` It`s callin` me, I used to drink Heineken`s Now it`s `bout 5 or 10, plus wine and gin Hennessy, finishing the last drop To the liquor store was a cash crop Drive right past the grass spot Doin` the dumbest shit I ever did in my life Riskin` my life, Resistin` arrest It`s in my flesh Probably smell funny And there go Del`s money Fast forward to 1998 I smash more herb than those old day`s With a whole J to the face Nah, I`m still feelin` gettin` drunk more than weed But now we back in Amster-D, got some grams for me Chocolate Thai and Purple Haze And blocks of hash that make the J`s last for days Rollin` up so phat, circumference stuffed with major chronic We can put a wager on it When we first got out here in Europe it was everywhere Even at the gas station, I was down in the mat A fast pace, when I thought `This shit ain`t helpin` nothin` When I can get elevated straight puffin` nothin`` Chorus: (Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`... (Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`... (Scratching) Straight puffin` nothin`... The smokin` sessions was the best in the world Plus the price was right, affordable, so more to use So fat they deserve the Kodak And no tax so I`m savin` Not misbehavin` That`s a risk we takin`, we ain`t talkin` bout that We in the outback, smokin` till my mouth`s black, how`s that? Another fucked up for sho`, being blow I sorta didn`t get it crunk When I was drunk Slow that liquor down boy, hit this BM, Bob Marley A tribute `Cause it`s probably as fat as it was he rolled When he strolled Down the same cobble stone streets With his own beats Another generation, a different time zone With his mind blown, thinkin` up divine poems Blessed by the father (?) It`s a father of spiritualities, since it all affects the Karma I used the herb for good purposes Some people are sure to diss, but up in Amsterdam they nurcher it And I can`t forget about (?) This kid is brainia Try to sell hard drugs there then they claimin` ya Life, they only deal with real shit All the bomb and hash you want to deal it And all`s well, they don`t even sell it for much And the cops don`t really touch, `cause it ain`t slangin` dust I`m writin` this, right now under the influence But if you`d just torch those that say I shouldn`t do this Bob Marley`d out, at least `til I`m back by the lake But I might roll 1 or 2 for old times sake... Chorus: (Scratching) | Похожие исполнители:
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