Split Prophets - Split Prophets: Paro & Bil Next - Weedmasons Anthem lyrics

[Intro] Here's a word of warning to both old and young Pay head to me before it is too late There's a vicious plant That looks so innocent But it stems from (????) of hate(?) Marijuana, the Devil's flower If you use it, you'll be enslaved Marijuana, it brings you sorrow And may send you to your grave [Verse 1: Paro] We crumble skunk we didn't pay for Billing up in A-4 Weedmason's, Split Prophets, smoke em up' And stay poor Rolling up a J, f** your one spliff, we make four Then make more Blazed till we're laying on the stage floor Take yours, till your taste gauze, f** these bait laws Burn it through the summer and the weather when the rain pours Blim holes , and stain jaws, finish mine and take yours Just gimme free alcohol and weed f** a paid tour! [Verse 2: Bil Next] I bring the hype to ring the alarm Bring me a farm Full of cannabis Ill wrap a spliff as big as my arms Some hench blunt's getting lit in the dark Fingers sticky like the scissors When ya clipping ya plants Stiff in a trance Bil a biff to this as big as lance Mounted on a f**ing tripod Ill light it, then ill sit in the dark Hitting it hard till I'm charged Like a flickering star Pull the grizza out ya jar And start billing it large! [Chorus - Jman] - x2 I roll with a big bag a ganja Always the smelliest It's peak like the Everest I puff nuff dutch Fam the draw is my nemesis Bun pure raw then I'm flying like Pegasus Un-high - Never this! [Verse 3: Flyingmonk] Bill a big spliff And heal up Till my eyes close And seal up If you're into burning green Then this track needs a wheel up Loosen up, don't seize up If you're monging out, please try and keep up My heads feeling freer-er I just put a half in the spliff, I need to re-up This weed makes this f**ing lean up I'm seeing green stuff I'm smoking ? like kush, it ain't never no cheap bud It's a dirty bed time suit Then sleep d** I'm out cold [Verse 4: Res One] It's mister mind on his bag of weed I'm wrapping G's While your pa**ive leans Lacking green sacks of weed And bags of seed Strap a key and unlock a new dimension Watch human blocks of soul squash hatch To sooth my tension Blue bird then burn through zeus The size of, uh, 2 Q's That's not a size man, gimme the light Damn My right hands holding the olympian light fam I stay high like I live in the sky spans! [Chorus - Jman] [Verse 5: Datkid] Catch me smoking like a chimney With a cigarette habit Weed I bil it and strap it Find a rizla and pack it Because one spliff a day Takes the evil away Smoke until I fall asleep Wake up and breathe In a J The bog eye monster Breath smelling like an ash tray Back to put your plans straight In this bong and jam mate You'll be like "How much Marijuana can a man take?" THC for oxygen I burn it in my damn grave! [Verse 6: ???] After starting forest fires Blazing trees that are purple My mind game is sideways Going slower than a turtle Blaze haze for days Filling pipes and billing backflips Chilling with a draw so f**ing fat Let the sat whip Lemon trees are leaving me with dead memories So i'll argue for an hour then forget what you said to me I see through eyed glaze Like Krispy Kreme donuts Cause I reach for blunts like Cheech & Chong To leave my mind blown up [Chorus - Jman] [Verse 7: Upfront MC] Yeah I can fill a house with the amount of weed that i've smoked That's not even a joke People tell me leave it alone But I don't, I keep toking till I'm feeling afloat I pack green to the roach and roast it till I'm leaner than most So, of an evening I'm stoned sat with a healthy sack of green weed Don't know how I smoke so much, well I find it easy We be the SP team, Weedmasons EP Smoke till I choke and my lungs are weezy [Verse 8: Prime] Big spliffs and bigger ones getting burned down quick I love them big buds that are tight like a fist But explode inside the crusher dropping bombs of the piff It's armageddon up inside when I'm lighting this sh** Right in the fit Cloud of smoke, yeah that's me Rolling up zoots so damn big it's kinda hard for you to perceive I ain't dealing with a single I'm sticking all the rizzla's together This ain't a phase I'll be burning grade forever