The Chronic

[Verse 1: Cambatta]

They say I'm sitting on a high horse
It's cuz I'm clam baked in a mustang
I used to not smoke cuz my father did
I wasn't really fucking with the drug thang
But now I'm stressed out and I'm older
Got the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Got high the first time with my uncle Mark
Turned little Cambatta to a smoker
But I love him for that
I been destined for this since i started fucking withPpat
You would think we was blood brothers if I wasn't so black
So many times that I've been broke he'd slide a bug when he dap me like “here”
It’s a double edged sword
No matter how many blunts I always want more
I'm counting out pennies, I’m walking to the store
Fifty cent Phillies, I smoke my lungs raw

[Hook: Rafijah Siano]

[Verse 2: Cambatta]

Eddie deuce
Beat so gutter like belly juice fresh with the setups ooh
I get it cracking like Zeus when he let em loose
I need green can’t live without vegetables
I stay high when I’m in the booth
And fuck a job a neck tie means I'm in a noose
Analyzing my piss
The nurse opened up the cup and got high from the shit
Potent, Barsenio, A.R. semi go
Back to Africa where my soul can forever glow
Braid at the bottom of my Eddie fro let it grow
Marry that first ho that barks when I say to go
Whoa, that's the shit that I be thinking ‘bout
When I smoke I take life and pull the meaning out
When I cop it better even out
Or I’ma get it popping like a blunt that I forgot to pull the seeds up out