last blunt þarký sözü

-sounds of smoking, coughing, and choking-
"do you know what´s green?"

-dj pam cuts and scratches cypress hill "puffin on a blunt"-

[boots]
last night i puffed on my last blunt, damn that was a stupid stunt
cause i done said this ten times befo´
that when my life has come to a crescendo, i would let that indo go
but i´m still kissin it like i´m under the mistletoe
so here we go i´m mork´in with the steady swagger
speakin with a stunt, steady stagger preachin with a southern drawl
that sounds like jimmy swaggart coughed and played it off
said i know i´m flippin since the last one g my laces are tied
so you can´t trip with me, i remember 1988 december
someone said, "puff on this before you go up in her"
so i did it and i guess it must have did the trick
she enjoyed it so i guess i must have rocked the clit
felt like a man and i loved her with an indo trip
don´t know why, cause i couldn´t even feel my dick
ego trip lasted and i´m always gettin blasted but it´s drastic
cause sometimes that shit can help you get your ass kicked
can´t buy it with plastic so i´m off to drain the vein for days
i get complaints, cause the neighbors say my house stink
call myself a saint, cause i won´t touch a bowl of food
i gives a fuck, just don´t interrupt my looney tunes
this afternoon cause i can find a job anytime
step off my behind i´m in a doobie brothers state of mind
run-d.m.c., at&t, yo they both be illin´
i smoked that blunt for last month´s three hundred dollar billin
and i´m willing to admit that when provoked i smoke to cope
but if i didn´t take a toke i´d be leadin a street revolt
so i make a mental note, and to my frustration
i decide i can´t do shit about the situation
put the spliff to my lips, flick the bic and it´s on hit
coulda been my last blunt... but i can´t quit
cause then i have to deal with, some motherfuckin real shit
squeezin me tighter than you gotta squeeze a cow´s tit
but on the flip tip i know i gotta get a grip
even though in high school he used to be hip

-coughing-

but shit i´m hockin spit like i thought it was worth somethin
my throat can´t take no more, no future in my frontin
but it´s rough when you grow up and the tough men roll joints
that´s why i been on the bench for marijuana to this point
but it don´t faze me though i take it lacadaisical
it takes a while for ways to grow and get out of the old flow
but i´m an old bro, i done passed two decades
i´m wearin shades so my eyes don´t reveal the red haze
caused by my yung, cause days like frankie beverly
amazin em back it´s tried again, no roaches and no safety pins
now i´m pennin rhymes about gettin on the wagon
and i get skittish when i think of how the british
put the opium in asia, fat one to that tactic
gankin black folks while they daze ya, if you´re gettin perved
you´re gettin served this economic, like the gin and tonic
brothers get moronic from the chronic bionic, and it´s ironic
cause we´re not gettin fucked up, we´re just gettin fucked
shit out of luck and we´re stuck with our mind in a muck
so don´t duck the situation cause i used to smoke fat taylors
til i figured out that the ganjah was a jailor
wait a, minute, while i get up in a funky situation
the coup is coming through, and there´s no hallucination
so what the fuck they say that junk is good for meditation
if you smoke a sack, take some ex-lax it´s mental constipation
there´s no hesitation when i´m talkin bout political friction
stoppin evictions
government made afflictions and i have an addiction
that´s a big contradiction so i must confront it
cause ain´t no revolution gonna come from a blunt

-singers sing "put the blunt down, oooh-ooh!" 2x-

my partner´s cousin´s uncle got killed by a shooter
i´m depressed so there´s a rumor boots is gonna hit the buddah
mary jane will be alone tonight the only type of hit in sight
comes from pam the funkstress, give it to her

-dj pam cuts and scratches "blunt"-