[Intro]
Check check check
[Verse 1]
What your momma told ya
What your daddy told ya
What the teacher told ya
Make the reefer fold, I wanna get high
Don’t let the green devil get a hold of your soul
Your existence, you’re dependent
No pretending, you are free!
From it’s clutches, folding crutches
Second nature, it’ll rape you
It’ll take your smile, take your style
Pot head, drop dead
Cop bud with your spare change pay
Why you running, why you running away?
Drugs, take concentrated THC and boil it
Inhale! I cant locate something to say!
Roach guts in my bong I'm fiending
Woke fucks
Chong you we’re wrong I'm bleeding from my mouth
From the gaps in my teeth, man
Black in my bong
I might yack from the keif damn
Assassin of the youth, reefer madness
Leaf of badness, burn it down
Like a blunt to your brain
What you want is a strain that can stop all your pain, but it won’t
Weird orgies, unleashed passions
Wild parties, commie fashions
Devil’s lettuce that we ration
You misled us, I don’t care where I'm ashing
Crash and burn
I'm waiting for my turn to hit the pipe
It isn’t right, I haven’t learned
We wanna get high and close our eyes
We wanna just die, forget our lives, yeah
Teen aged dope slaves
Don’t know why the pope prays
Rope graves, hang yourself, elope
Cannot swing both ways, no gays
Public enemy number one!
When you see the piggies come with guns you run
They might see a demon slay you in the street like a dog
Red and white lights gleaming spray you down
Under feet of the hog
Mother, I wanna smoke 'til I die!
Son, why is it red in your eyes?
Father, I wanna inhale the fumes!
Boy, you see what they mean on the news?
Check check check
[Verse 1]
What your momma told ya
What your daddy told ya
What the teacher told ya
Make the reefer fold, I wanna get high
Don’t let the green devil get a hold of your soul
Your existence, you’re dependent
No pretending, you are free!
From it’s clutches, folding crutches
Second nature, it’ll rape you
It’ll take your smile, take your style
Pot head, drop dead
Cop bud with your spare change pay
Why you running, why you running away?
Drugs, take concentrated THC and boil it
Inhale! I cant locate something to say!
Roach guts in my bong I'm fiending
Woke fucks
Chong you we’re wrong I'm bleeding from my mouth
From the gaps in my teeth, man
Black in my bong
I might yack from the keif damn
Assassin of the youth, reefer madness
Leaf of badness, burn it down
Like a blunt to your brain
What you want is a strain that can stop all your pain, but it won’t
Weird orgies, unleashed passions
Wild parties, commie fashions
Devil’s lettuce that we ration
You misled us, I don’t care where I'm ashing
Crash and burn
I'm waiting for my turn to hit the pipe
It isn’t right, I haven’t learned
We wanna get high and close our eyes
We wanna just die, forget our lives, yeah
Teen aged dope slaves
Don’t know why the pope prays
Rope graves, hang yourself, elope
Cannot swing both ways, no gays
Public enemy number one!
When you see the piggies come with guns you run
They might see a demon slay you in the street like a dog
Red and white lights gleaming spray you down
Under feet of the hog
Mother, I wanna smoke 'til I die!
Son, why is it red in your eyes?
Father, I wanna inhale the fumes!
Boy, you see what they mean on the news?
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