Marijuana - Shayn P. and Blake H.
Shayn P:
Hey buddy,
you look down.
Let me show
You the way,
Let me show
You around.
I got a little something
Called marijuana.
Here, take some
Do you wanna?
Prepare to be amazed
This **** will leave
you dazed.
From the second
You take a hit
**** naps for days.
This is gas, $10 a gallon
Take a whiff, see what i’m sellin’
Hope you’re ready for ****
To be apart of your pallet.
Here, I just rolled this spliff,
Take a hit of this.
Sit back and relax,
You look a little stiff.
Blake H:
I got you on this ****
You’ll be craving it for days.
You’ll reach into your wallet
And realize you can’t pay.
Can’t pay for your ******* addiction
Your friends are scared to ask if
You’re still christian.
They’ve seen the monster you’ve become.
Whenever they see you, they run.
Shayn P:
Look at you,
You can’t come back?
I warned you buddy, dip your toe
And it’s a wrap.
You want more?
Try this instead.
Since marijuana has
Become a bore.
Take this powder my guy,
It’s for you to snort.
Blake H:
I know how you’ll feel, the adrenaline rushing to your brain,
Forget the powder, shoot this up your vein.
Feel the power, feel the high
You never knew what happened to that one guy.
I’ll tell you what happened, you killed him.
You didn’t know what happened, you had no memory.
It was the most brutal ****** of this century.
Shayn P:
It’s nasty quite honestly,
It’s something you can’t unsee.
Walk away, and try not to think
About the ones that lost
It all in a blink.
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Marijuana - Shayn P. and Blake H.
Shayn P:
Hey buddy,
you look down.
Let me show
You the way,
Let me show
You around.
I got a little something
Called marijuana.
Here, take some
Do you wanna?
Prepare to be amazed
This **** will leave
you dazed.
From the second
You take a hit
**** naps for days.
This is gas, $10 a gallon
Take a whiff, see what i’m sellin’
Hope you’re ready for ****
To be apart of your pallet.
Here, I just rolled this spliff,
Take a hit of this.
Sit back and relax,
You look a little stiff.
Blake H:
I got you on this ****
You’ll be craving it for days.
You’ll reach into your wallet
And realize you can’t pay.
Can’t pay for your ******* addiction
Your friends are scared to ask if
You’re still christian.
They’ve seen the monster you’ve become.
Whenever they see you, they run.
Shayn P:
Look at you,
You can’t come back?
I warned you buddy, dip your toe
And it’s a wrap.
You want more?
Try this instead.
Since marijuana has
Become a bore.
Take this powder my guy,
It’s for you to snort.
Blake H:
I know how you’ll feel, the adrenaline rushing to your brain,
Forget the powder, shoot this up your vein.
Feel the power, feel the high
You never knew what happened to that one guy.
I’ll tell you what happened, you killed him.
You didn’t know what happened, you had no memory.
It was the most brutal ****** of this century.
Shayn P:
It’s nasty quite honestly,
It’s something you can’t unsee.
Walk away, and try not to think
About the ones that lost
It all in a blink.
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