Hits from tha bong

nedjelja, 12.11.2006.

večer učenjaci,mentalitet tagra...

hura,živjela šarada...krinka na masci,životopis stranca i kava uz novine i cigaretu...
sve odjednom...
hm...djelo jednog anonimnog autora....predstavljamo...LEDO

Hood weepin'

jeez...some good shit u have there...oh my fucking god...

it says...never been a stupid freak,always gettin good shit for free,getting in the studio makin songs to be,the next generation super fucker,the world has ever seen,but now i think the time is over,subliminal toughts gettin criminal instincts no the game's not over,so now com' 'en get me mothafucka 'cuz i'm not comin back,gettin' my front ready to attack,the parts of the puzzle dont stack,u can't raise a family at minimun wage,my eyes gettin blind of the rage,the goverment gettin me pumped by don't lettin' me on stage,stop reading skip the page,'cuz none of u ever get a real chance of balanced and unlimited joice rahter then getting stuck in a cage,the valley of shadow is comin after me,i'm lookin trough my window and tryin to see,what it's gonna be with this world when i'll for ever leave this planet with a finding fee,that i got as i found the sacred relic of existence and never got to be the medic of broken hearts gettin sad inc. to much party in this body,no subliminals,fuck u buddy to much pride,lil' goddy,feels for me like a 12 gauge shootty,pullin' over like a glock sounds in it's spray the first who taught me that was my alter ego insane,like a little needle that falls outta crane,and breakes the jigsaw that would be the same old same,a new picture risin' from the horizon',u fools just rush in and come out 'lone,the heart is breakin' that was made outta stone,outta control u comin' to me and tellin' me how 'bout makin' a song,i used to be a chrsistian and a political porn,the bibble is right and all ur native culture's wrong,ur fucked up 'cuz reallity is makin it strong,u cant think u gonna get a hit from the bong,and then the shit will be equal and u gotta mourn,'cuz ur family is dead and ur alone standign 'gainst dis world without a fuckin' home,where u can come back to hear a word of suggestion,not to break down like a house o' cards when the wind changes direction,if that happens u'll be sittin' on the ground singin' tupac's changez,u'll see a man get shot and think how it's outrageus,that u could be there in the puddle of blood,where the man now lies and it all could be done,no more pain,no more rain,feelin' it drippin u,no more callin out the name of reign,no mo' power no mo' same ol' same,but that's the part of tha game,the pact that we did with god,cuz' were on lane,and now i'm singin my life away cuz' i'm out on bail...

pomislismo da je ovo trendi,a mi smo neki menađeri,pa sada izigravamo neke face kao što su bili kolektivci jamajkanske administracije obrane od napada slonova '63

peace out

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Cypress Hill - Hits From The Bong Lyrics
Hits from the bongHits from the bongHits from the
bongHits from the bongPick itPack itFire it up, come alongAnd take a hit from the bongPut the blunt downJust for a secondDon't get
me wrongIt's not a new methodInhaleExhaleJust got an ounce in the mailI like a blunt
or a big fat coneBut my double-barrel bongIs
gettin' me stonedI'm skill itThere's
water inside don't spill itIt smells like shit on the
carpetStill itGoes down smooth when I get a clean
hitOf the skunky, phunky, smelly green shitSing my
songPuff all night longAs I take hits from the
bongHits from the bong y'allHits from the
bongCan i get a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i
get a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get
a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get a....hit?Let's smoke that bowlHit the bongAnd
then take that finger off of that holePlug itUnplug
itDon't strainI love you Mary JaneShe
never complainsWhen I hit MaryWith that flameI
light up the cherryShe's so good to meWhen I
pack a fresh bowl I clean the screenDon't get me
stirred upThe smoke, through the bubbling waterIs
makin' it pure so I got taTake my hit and hold itJust like ChongI get the bowl and I reload itGet
my four-footer and bring it onAs I take hits from the
bongHits from the bongCan i get a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get a....hit?Hits
from the bongCan i get a....hit?Hits from the
bongCan i get a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get
a....hit?Hits from the bongCan i get
a....hit?

Cypress Hill - Hand On The Glock Lyrics
cypress hill cypress hill cypress hill Crusing
through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin I'm a criminal But lets make it understood
Just one man man with a whole lot of homeboys (whole lot)
Ya get the click of the glock When I pull of the
chrome toy Check me and I'll check you back (check
you back) Then jump back to my big Buddah like
I'm not a bad guy But don't take advantage I'm throwin out the garbage just show me where the
can is All I was doin was searchin for the boon Then
some punk tried to hit me with a broom Lucky I ducked
quick Or else I'd be assed up Last thing I
wanted was have to pull the gatt out here comes a
nigga And he's got a .38 Well my roundhouse
said hey yo I'm shootin up straight Cuz I
put away the shotgun borrow me a glock Took a liitle
trip to the funky weed spot tried to jack me but
home got shot la-la-la-lalala-la! Understand where
I'm commin from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were down, were down) Understand where I'm
commin from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were down, were down) Couple niggas from the
east side fuckin up ya program No one witnissed But they heard the gun blast It left the problem
unsolved now I'm gonna sum up people gettin
hurt in the process of the come up Gotta with the fools
That'll wait for you to run up Rollin in the
hood That's already shot up Pocket full of
gatts And see if we can spot the Homey that's
slick In the process of the dip When we find this
out Gonna unload the clip! And take a little trip
down to Rio My neighboorhood's hot and so I
gots to go chill Cuz I put away the shotgun borrow
me a glock Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot tried to jack me but home got shot la-la-la-lalala-la! Understand where I'm commin
from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were
down, were down) Understand where I'm commin from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were down,
were down) Kickin' that funky Cypress Hill shit Think I'll load a clip Lets see if you can deal
with Cuz the bulletproof vest ain't shit When
the infrared's pointin at your head kid And
that's just to bad yo Now I'm headed up a river
in a boat with no paddle Shoulda put the glock down
(glock down) Now they got me in lock down livin' like a nigga whose done lost his mind Cuz
self defense turns to the offense But nobody even really
knows that (knows that) All they see is me and the gatt
Up in the court room Lookin at the jury Starin
down the punk ass district attourney la-la-la-la-lala-la! Verdict's in You're
not guilty as charged When I put away my shotgun borrow me a glock Took a liitle trip to the funky weed
spot tried to jack me but home got shot la-la-la-lalala-la! Understand where I'm commin
from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were
down, were down) Understand where I'm commin from Self defense turns to the offense (right, were down,
were down) (cypress hill...)

Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High Lyrics
I want to get high - so high! I want to get high - so high!
I want to get high - so high! I want to get high -
so high! Well that's the funk elastic, the blunt I
twist it The slamafied, (buddafied) funk on your discus
Oh, what you messed with, you got to bare witness Catch a ho and another ho Merry Christmas Yes I smoke
shit, straight off the roach clip I roach it roll the
blunt at once to approach it Forward motion make you sway
like the ocean The herb is more than just a powerful
potion What's the commotion, yo I'm not joking
around People learning about, what they're smoking
My oven is on high, when I roast the quail Tell Bill
Clinton to go and inhale Exhale, now you felt the funk of
the power now feel the effects... I want to get high
- so high! I want to get high - so high! I want to
get high - so high! I want to get high - so high! yo
hits from the bong yo hits from the bong yo hits
from the bong yo hits from the from the bong from the bong
yo hits from the bong yo hits from the from the bong
from the bong yo hits from the from the bong from the
bong

Hits from tha bong

nedjelja, 12.11.2006.

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