THE BOB MARLEY GETS US SUPER-DUPER HIGH!
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THE BOB MARLEY GETS US SUPER-DUPER HIGH!
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To the East, West, North and South,
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Keep 'em, keep 'em, keep 'em comin' around
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To the kottonmouth nation! Pass it Around, Pass it Around.
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I'm puffin' budz,
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You know I'm all about it,
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I got the reggae rock smokin' out my own chalice.
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My eyes is red; D-Loc can never get enough,
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Sometimes I sit and think of how much weed i really puff-
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You know it's good! I'm sittin' back zonin' out,
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I'm blowin' dank chronic smell comin' out my mouth.
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Now show me somethin' I haven't seen before:
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It's like givin' candy to a kid up in the candy store!
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My eyes is red, the color of a coke can,
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Boarders got me trippin' wishin' thinkin' i'm in Disneyland,
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The purple haze,
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The OG Kush Bud,
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Trainwreck, CC, Skunk 1 n' Dump Truck!
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The cottonmouth got my toungue ridin' it so let me take another hit and let me blow another cloud now.
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The cottonmouth got my toungue ridin' so let me roll anouther blunt, fill it up, and pass it all around.
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We gots the good vibe,
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And the killer herb,
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We unitin' the tribe so go and spread the word.
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It's goin' down man, and I can feel it comin',
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We goin' smoke chain, so let me tell you somethin'-
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There are some laws spiritual and natural,
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And nature never lies: that's pure and factual.
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So ? together man, it's in the Devil's hands,
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Watch 'em demonize God's perfect plant!
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We been brainwashed all year to believe
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That the evil planted some kinda evil seed.
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Are you kiddin' me? that's insanity!
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It's the plant that can unify humanity!
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So MISTER OFFICER, STOP HARRASSING ME,
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And puttin' all my brothas in the penitentiary:
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I wanna live in peace, you wanna fight wars,
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I wanna sing my song,
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You're beatin' down my door.
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You can always catch me next in the rotation (pass it around)
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Johnny Richter and the ? and blazin' it (pass it around)
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(there's two lines here that i can't understand soemone fill 'em in please)
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We tend to smoke and smoke and smoke until our lungs hurt.
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Ask if i'm high and my answer's always "YES SIR!"
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Cannibis cup '06 was a big blur.
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But so were '99 and 2000, hotbox the bullshit we hotbox our houses'
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Hotbox the car and we hotbox the plane,
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We got weed plenty so we be A-OKay!
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The story's told as the story goes,
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State to state in a haze blazin' every show.
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Even over seas we be burnin' em down,
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As for the K-M-Kings we keep passin' around.
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Pass It Around
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Kottonmouth Kings |