Atshitshi (feat. Filuka & Kaser)

Blow a cloud into the air, still getting smoked out
Maroccan kush from the fields of the dope route
No doubt, Gorilla Glue it pack a punch
Blunt hits got you looking for the Captain Crunch
After lunch, rolling up another spliff
So high I'm looking down from the mother ship
Other shit, keep it all away from me
Your nose looking like it snorted up a bakery
Save it G, I'm strictly on the herbal tea
No booze cause it fucks with me verbally
Third degree if the cops ever catch me
Just another fine for getting stopped with some hashish
Fat beats, a mic and a big blunt
All I need, every night gotta spit some
Roll the weed then I write while I hit one
Overseas they all light it up to this one

My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow
My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow

Light up on my block and light up my spliff
Rhythm I feel you can't fuck with, you can't touch it
On my cloud of smoke i be watching the grass grow
Float on my own flow dare you to follow
Freedom we seek, this is freedom of speech
Smoke as we please we gon take back the streets
So fuck the police man that music we preach
Long arm of the law can't reach
Green turns to red as we fire it up
Press play as we pass, hope that beat never stop
Higher ground, higher mindset
Higher sound, higher music
Higher ground, higher music yeah
Higher ground yeah

My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow
My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow

Up in the spot getting guap that's the place to be
No matter how much I make it ain't no changing me
Blazing trees, some do it to escape they needs
Others do it cause they pursuing a state of ease
You claiming brothers but brothers wouldn't forsake the team
I'll tell you one thing brother fuck the Jake indeed
Come to take my weed, i'll make your faces bleed
This for my dames and Gs chasing strains and seeds
Tasty leaves, that leave you baked indeed
Waves and beams, the world ain't as it seems
Stress splits your brain at the seams so maintain your esteem
My mainframe supreme, THC laced with tea
Blood vessels and veins green, my mental remains free
No commercial or person who serves to enslave me
You must be crazy, Kay Zee never lazy
I been on my grind busting rhymes puffing tasty

My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow
My eyes are red, my eyes are blue
Blue like the lights outside my window
But I continue
My homegrown organic flow
Organic flow organic flow organic flow