Puff, Puff, Pass

Yeah
Aye
Let's smoke this blunt
Drop a little hot verse man
Prophet, big zip
Uh

I put the blunt up to my lips
Smoke from the devil's lettuce kiss
A mental change I can't resist
Xs on my wrist
Remembering what they really meant
Can't pretend they don't represent
No matter what bullshit I'm sent
In life, my drive has kept me fed
It's evident, that this smoke is taking it's toll
I pull another drag, a cloud of smoke comes out my nose
I see the tip of the blunt has resin, that really is gross
I pull the end off, then continue to smoke
And continue to flow, busting this on a freeverse
They said I was dead, well consider this a rebirth
Rest reassured, I'ma spit till my teeth hurt
And there's blood on my T-Shirt, I even bleed work
I reek sure, I got the stench of success
Man I've prayed for it
And I smoke me the best
Work everyday for it
They done broke me to death
Couldn't wait for it
Cause they done woke up a vet
I got no where near a range shortage

(Laughter)
Ayo big zip
Take this motherfuckin hit
And spit that shit

Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh
Aye Aye
Prophet pass the gas that way so I can take a hit
Ima spaz on any track so you know it's gonna be a hit
Now these rappers wanna feature now they know that I'm legit
Use to pray for this shit
Stuck in my room getting lit
I roll a blunt
Open up the notes
Then light up and take a toke
Write my feelings down
Cause that's the method that I use to cope
With this pain
Can not stand this steady stuck up in the rain
But I know I got my bros
I'm Steady round on my manes
We like to hit out the bong
Smokin like I'm Tommy Chong
Making so much fucking noise
It sounds like I hit the gong
If you pussies want smoke
You know I'm matching the woods
And I'm smoke it up until these lames gone for good
Big Zip