Sweet sensemilla burning in the night
Sweet sensemilla Yeah Gonna make you feel right
I remember the day when
Jah Jah showed me the way
Irie meditation
It is the only way
So dont you abuse it Yeah
Its resource is a must
So build a splif
And pa** it to us
As I sit here, I look strait up
And stay in Jah light
I just woke up
Ive got fourteen hours to go
Lord knows I wont waste my day on h**n or blow
Cali Herb Cali Herb
Can you feel its effect
Give thanks and praise for
Jah most majestic gift
I sit up on top a my Mystic sound and I burn a mi ganja pipe
Chico cops come and tell me thats not right
I just burn it and pa** it pon de right
And then dem commin and dem look pon Natty Dread and them say
Hey, Natty Dreadlocks, where you come from?
You must have 2 stick a sensi under your tam.
No, Officer, Lord, you must be mad
He only smokes cigarettes, strictly shwag
But I man cootdog smoke the good sensi
I sit up on top a my Mystic sound with my Mystic posse
And then me light it in a bong, smoke upon the chron
Fill it in my lungs, my mind and body strong
Im freakin, Im funkin, Im ill-smokin skunk
And I smoke hella gra** and I smash like the pumpkins
I feel uplifted, gifted they say, because I stay
Blunted all li-di-di-da-di-day
My rap gets shorter, in the court theres no order
When I reach in my pocket for a 1 and a quarter
Zig-zag, big bag a buddha that be stinky like yo beaver
Cause I just smoke cannibus-sativa
I leave a roach in your ash tray, blast way
Up in a cloud a smoke while I freak nasty
Ladies love a man because hes fly
But I aint lovin nothin but my high
Lay low, stay low, Ill stay straight to the point
Stay strapped with a bong; in the clip: its the joint
Keep two in my pocket cause I always love to rock it
I like to smoke a joint with my lady before I knock it
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Pack another bowl with the sticky green stuff
So ruff, so tuff, Im straight buddha-blessin
But on the realla, the Mystic Roots got a question:
Who freaks the funk? The Ill funk-freaka
Smokin straight: Sweet sensimillia