Grim Reefer

[Intro: Bizarre]
I'm 'bout to fire up a blunt
Bizarre nigga! (We get high!)
Shouts to my niggas Reel Wolf!
D12!
And get high!

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Call your girlfriend up, tell her I wanna smoke
I been sober, I put this dick in her throat
Gas! You know I'm blazin'
Gasp! It's so amazin' (Wooh)
Bizarre'll buttfuck your daughter (Uh-huh)
Fuck the police, I'm smoking at the border
I got pounds (Yeah), I got zones (Yeah)
When you in Detroit, Ton, hit my phone
I'm gone!

[Verse 2: 1-Ton]
I got a pocket fulla condoms and a pound of weed (That smoke!)
A couple bottles of some vodka and some Hennessy (Yeah!)
A slab of shatter and a couple hits of ecstasy (Uh oh!)
Let's hope tonight will be the party of the century (Yes!)
I'm getting baked, Betty Crocker of this rap game (Uh oh!)
Humboldt County, we invented over half the strains (That's real!)
In over half the states weed is legal campaigns (What!)
Now everyone think they're a grower, it's a damn shame
I'm a weed snob, I'll smoke until it kills me
Dabbin' all day and all my globsters feel me (That's for them!)
Makin' moves, I'm a functional stoner (Uh-huh)
I was havin' growhouses back when you was just a boner (Uh huh!)
I'm a lifer in the movement, better recognize
I specialize in smoking kong and I can murder mics (Woah!)
If you can't understand the hype, you just ain't heard it right (Yeah huh!)
My mind lives on cloud nine, a stoner prototype

[Chorus: ILL BILL]
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Willie high on his tour bus singing a song
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Snoop Dogg on his tour bus singing a song

[Verse 3: Merkules]
I'm level headed off that medicine, a veteran with rolling trees
Toasted off the dopest weed and homie you can't smoke for free (Yeah)
You might get beat up if you got it by the ounce (Come here!)
We've been caught up in a drought, I'm noddin' off, I'm on the couch
I get violent off that Hybrid, I get evil on Sativa
In my dreams I'm smoking reefer on the coast of Costa Rica
I'm a weedhead, they say I smoke so much I need dreads (Wha gwan!)
My eyes are beet red, the rasta with the cheap meds
You wanna hit but you can't have that shit (Nuh uh!)
My doctor told me slow down, so I slapped that bitch
I give a fuck, 'cause I'm like Snoop in Half Baked
I'm the one who's stealing roaches from your Doobie Ashtray
So what? 'Cause I ain't slowin' down soon (Nah)
I just bought a half ounce, I'll probably smoke it by noon (True)
And all I need is a lighter and some haze
Grab the rifle and a gauge and fuckin' tighten up your fade, it's Merk

[Verse 4: Underrated]
Yeah! Bitch we burn trees
I'm high as fuck like when I was fourteen
Fuck the morphine, I'm more a fiend for THC (Right!)
Learn your ABCs before you fuck with OGs, little peon, please
Don't get mad at me, she started poking me on Facebook (Yeah)
It made me wonder if she gave me brain, how would her face look?
I raise hell then blame it on a dab hit
Step up to the mic, I go crazier than batshit!
No in between (No!), I go to the extreme (Let's go!)
Me without the weed is like Magic without Kareem (Wooh!)
I can't stop writin', I strike like lightning
Nobody want to fight, I'm like a white Mike Tyson
When I was sixteen, I didn't want to get a car (Uh-huh)
I just got high in my room and wrote sixteen bars (Yeah!)
Blazed out of my mind and I perfected my sick flow
You don't like the way I rhyme? Then you can suck my dick slow!

[Chorus: ILL BILL]
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Willie high on his tour bus singing a song
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Snoop Dogg on his tour bus singing a song

[Verse 5: Shallow Pockets]
I'll put a blunt out on your face and leave a pot hole
I keep blazing 'til I need to stop, drop, roll
Tryin' to tell 'em I buy it, I sell it
But I am no felon so why are you threatened? (Pussy)
I'm so high I feel like I'm twenty foot tall (What?)
The super bowl got me blitzed without a fucking football
Weed, that's the real money on trees (Roll it)
Leaf, cut it up, breathe, release, I exhale
I as well as my clientele is high as hell for buyin' the skies like giant L's
No papers, the vapors got me high as skyscrapers (Wooh!)
Eyes red as the lasers and I laughing in your faces (Hahaha!)
You want to reek, yeah, well put the seat back and smoke a green bag
Like I still sick, I need that just to relax
Take a big hit, I can't miss, I got an appointment
For all two spliffs of shit, I'm double jointed

[Verse 6: ODoub]
Ahh!
I smoked my life away, and as my wife would say
"You lazy fuck, go get a job, don't sit home and get high today"
Forgetful Jones, I lose a thought in a second
Forget your name on your voicemail while recording a message (Uhh...)
I watch wrestling, I swear it's real
I powerbomb my daughter, never squeal
And you can ride the Ferris wheel tomorrow, deal?
I'm like a heel plottin', feelin' real rotten
'Til I smoke then I'm like "Great shirt, is that real cotton?"
I get high and think that 2Pac's alive
'Cause one plus one equals two, two plus three equals 5
Five plus four equals nine, and I ain't sure where I'm goin'
But he's in Cuba, he'll be comin' back one day, I just know it (I swear)
I watch MacGyver on Netflix and try to make shit (Explosion)
Aww fuck! There goes my basement
It's O Deezy, bitch, I got what you need
Y'all heard that Underworld 2? Have you heard it on weed?

[Chorus: ILL BILL]
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Willie high on his tour bus singing a song
The name's BILL, but you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing weed in a bong
Like Snoop Dogg on his tour bus singing a song