Pass the Green

(Chucky Chuck)
Mister mister ganja man
Please set me free, put some weed in my hand
That's all I need to breathe is trees
It's legalized now so let my demons free
First off, this is Lostboy Farms
Bluntman, Greenwood, sound the alarms
The Henchlord, many strains explored
Mostly extorted, highly expensive, can't afford it
You see my thing is I've been puffin' since '93
(Yo that's 28 years) Yeah homie, I'm forty
And I piss THC, don't even doubt me
I be up at the DMV makin' it cloudy
Or I hash-blast, yes I cash that with a bong hit
Fuck it homie, dab that
Edibles I smash fast and I need that
I'm a pothead 'til death, best believe that

(Hook)
(Braindеd)
I'm a fiend for the green, me and my tеam
We get high all night while we smoke them trees
The party ain't stoppin' we still hip hoppin'
Tell the police they can suck on these

(Skribbal)
Pass the budda, I came to slang it to ya
That sticky-icky green green loaded in the hookah
Homie feel it flowin' through ya, the mind hit the moon
Another bowl hit the soul, lose control of that medulla
Puff puff pass, heavy on the grass
Blunted, roll that weed up in a hundred from the stash
Hit you with the blast, shock ya body fast
Fuckin' up your planet, get you spinnin' on your back
Of course y'all relate from the morn til the late
Hours of the night, sittin' on ya porch gettin' baked
With a Coors and a crate of cassettes, feelin' great
Every thirty minutes gotta flip the fuckin' tape
That old school warmth take ya back to the day
When you was just discoverin' your favorite shit to play
That's the fuckin' feeling that I crave, I'm a slave to the weed smoke
Bumpin' Power '88

(Hook)
(Brainded)
I'm a fiend for the green, me and my team
We get high all night while we smoke them trees
The party ain't stoppin' we still hip hoppin'
Tell the police they can suck on these

(Dopehead Dan)
I grow some Train Wreck, I smoke some OG
And motherfuckers know the system can't control me
It cause brain damage, you know the bomb weed
Without seeds, sticky green make my eyes bleed
Purple Haze, Dopehead Dan is on a higher place
We elevate, never fade cause we regulate
Smoking twenty-four seven cause we celebrate
And all my dead homies, hope you make it to them pearly gates
Ak-47 in my blunt for the taste, Pineapple Haze
I smoke with style and grace In case
A motherfucker wanna fly to space
I puff the chronic like Dr. Dre, biologic
THC is in my DNA, props to DITC and fuck the CIA
RIP to Big L, ODB and BIG, Dopehead Dan immortalize myself in history
Pass the green

(Hook)
(Brainded)
I'm a fiend for the green, me and my team
We get high all night while we smoke them trees
The party ain't stoppin' we still hip hoppin'
Tell the police they can suck on these