Smokin'
I remember the day that I used to say light one up and lets get fried
That was the day that it used to take only one now it's five
Roll it up we love the leafy green zig zags white and blue
All we need is to grow it in our basements share every single little bit with all of you
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
Enforce their rules prohibit regulate and criminalize the use
To all of us up here in the north it seems to be bad abuse
Grow it up the hydro is running grow the best that for sure
To wage a war upon a helpless plant to all of us seems to be so obscure
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
Criminals who grow it for the profit send it south for the score
The Yanke's trade for a pound of flaky white and everyone wants some more
All we need is to smoke our favorite weed and sit back and endure
To all of us up here in the north we like to call it the only cure
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
That was the day that it used to take only one now it's five
Roll it up we love the leafy green zig zags white and blue
All we need is to grow it in our basements share every single little bit with all of you
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
Enforce their rules prohibit regulate and criminalize the use
To all of us up here in the north it seems to be bad abuse
Grow it up the hydro is running grow the best that for sure
To wage a war upon a helpless plant to all of us seems to be so obscure
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
Criminals who grow it for the profit send it south for the score
The Yanke's trade for a pound of flaky white and everyone wants some more
All we need is to smoke our favorite weed and sit back and endure
To all of us up here in the north we like to call it the only cure
To keep on smokin, to keep on smokin
Roll me up another take a puff on back and pass it to each other
Feel like smokin
Smokin up a storm last thing in the evening and first thing in the morn
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Writer(s): Clayton Stoltz
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