Yeah, Mr. Criminal
and High Power Entertainment 2006,
still broadcasting live from the crime lab
It's that maniac,
kicking it with the homie Black
We still gonna smoke his chronic,
homie what's crackin'?
Now if you like to smoke weed
and you like to get high
Let me see you roll it up
and put some smoke in the sky
Get your blaze on
What? Get your blaze on
And if it's smokin' like I'm smokin'
then it must be the bom b
Roll it up, light it up,
and hell it till it's all gone
And get your blaze on
And get your blaze on
I smoke kush, chronic,
dank, the con we
Smokin' the bombers,
follow the scent,
homie, you'll find me
I'm not an addict, but dog,
I gotta have it
Red eyes and cotton mouth
are side effects of my habit
Daily, no mind, it's hazy,
takin' hits from the bomb
Intoxicated on medical kush,
government bomb
Break it down and switch to sweet blunt
Roll it, light it up,
cover the hits with medication
I'm high as fuck, mind leave
Mat ter of fact,
that sticky second had my message
Feelin' straight up twisted
And my wine window's down,
add it to the pollution
Leavin' clouds in the intersection,
rollin' and cruisin'
It's just the everyday life
of a fuckin' mighty rhino
Reppin' it chronically faster,
a high -powered soliloquy
And on the real homie shit,
I'm stayin' high all day
Gettin' corners three -wooded
in a red Chevrolet
Now if you like to smoke weed
and you like to get high
Let me see you roll it up
and put some smoke in the sky
Get your blaze on
What? What? Get your blaze on
And if it's smokin' like I'm smokin'
then it must be the bomb
Roll it up, light it up,
and hail it till it's all gone
And get your blaze on
Get your blaze on
I got that bomb in my chest
At every show and every state,
got what they grow in the west
I can't leave my home without it,
what can I say, I really need it
Mighty one on my mind, homie,
I eat, sleep, and breathe it
Eyes pep together, bloodshot,
it's far from a secret
Fuck a stash, spot -rooted,
ready to light it
It's how I keep it
when it comes to smokin' that bomb
Homie, I'm O to the G,
been smokin' since age 11
And right now, I'm 23
and not a day goes by
without some weed in my life
Zig -zag, swish and squeeze,
blood -thieving the pipe
I smoke whatever the fuck you got,
homie, just give me a light
As long as I don't see no C's
or fuckin' C's in my sight
When I was a kid,
I used to smoke stress
Runnin' for juvenile hall,
now I'm connected with doctors
Medical li cense and
all, and I smoke it
24 -7, homie, 365
And not a day goes by
without some weed in my life
Now, if you like to smoke weed
and you like to get high
Let me see you roll it up
and put some smoke in the sky
Get your blaze on
What? What?
Get your blaze on
And if it's smokin' like I'm smokin'
then it must be the bomb
Roll it up, light it up,
and hail it till it's all gone
And get your blaze on
Get your blaze on
I'm in love with Mary Jane
Baby girl, she blows my mind
Infatuated with being faded,
intoxicated 24 -7
Hold me like all the time
I'm in love with Mary Jane
Baby girl, yeah, she got me sprung
She keeps me lifted
with all the kisses I feel her gifted
She's by my side with everything I've done
I need that bomb,
not that homegrown hy
dra weed inside of me
Fuckin' up the ozone,
come and take a ride with me
Pulled over by the hoodlums
and I failed my sobriety
Young, high, and dangerous,
I'm a menace to society
Push, weave, spark,
a motherfucker with a lot of heat
Lift it off that cannabis sativa
when I'm ridin'
If you feel like Mr. Criminal,
feel free to go and light it up
Proceed to get lifted,
let your mind get high as fuck
Now if you like to smoke weed
and you like to get high
Let me see you roll it up
and put some smoke in the sky
Get your blaze on
What? What?
Get your blaze on
And if it's smokin' like I'm smokin'
then it must be the bomb
Roll it up, light it up
and hell it till it's all gone
And get your blaze on
And get your blaze on
Yeah, 2006 Mr. Criminal
High power retain
Stay on the straight talk
Crime Lab s Dust
Yeah
That's how we're doin' it
I don't do bark it up
I'll talk to you later.
I'll talk to you later.