Weedgrinder

We've got stash to smoke, so grind it up
Inferior tools will not do
10 grams are waiting to be lit up
Orange Crush, Purple Haze, Thunder Blue

Turn the day into night, get high!
Fuck the world, put it on standby
But for now, just open your eyes
Where would we be without the proper supplies?
Let me tell you!

Beggin' in the streets for a couple of cents
Sleepin in the park on a wooden bench
Turnin' tricks for money till the broad daylight
It doesn't need to be this way, just use the right

WEEDGRINDER! don't comply?
WEEDGRINDER! gonna die!
WEEDGRINDER! no debate
WEEDGRINDER! death awaits you!

Right now it's time to smoke it up
Let the green curtain come down fast
But before we're gonna roll it and smoke this shit up
Let me submit you to one little test

What is the number one rule?
Do not use your fingers, you fool
It's a matter of life and high
Do it right or get ready to die!...



Credits
Writer(s): Klemens Mayr, David Furtschegger, Kevin Stout
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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