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(music & lyrics by Lee Lawless)
No need to put up ya fronts
All you dogs on ya hunts
You think I'm playin' the dunce
Smoking two blunts at once
But I stick to my guns
And my cannons'll floor ya
Cause what good's a drug war
if you ain't got drug warriaz?
Addictions and convictions
Our depiction's not so glorious
Got no time to rip lines
but my high's still notorious
'Cause this nation is impatient
for it's meds to take hold
Get flipped off a prescrip
not take trips inside their souls
Just say no to smoking bowls?
That's the kind of awful goal
pharmeceuticals and booty calls and loot all can't console
Hey, just look at rock 'n roll
Is Bob Dylan a villain just for chillin'
with George Ringo Paul and John
getting them they smoke on
then they jam six albums that go straight to #1?
Same thing with the Stones
If they weren't smoking bones,
how'd Keith not get beat by his heroin jones?
Smack kills smack users
Hard booze kills hard boozers
But grass wonít kick your ass
You'll feel like less of a loser
The killer buds wonít kill you, bud
Who says 'nay!' is playin' morbid
Like John Glenn and the satellites
you'll be going into orbit
Say hey ya
All the gang in this thang are mad playas
We gotta burn and make you learn the law ain't fair
Spend your time on fighting crime that's really there
Why would you care
About a bunch of pacifists
who wouldnít kill for grass if it's
allowed to grow in peace
Got no need to call police
Why watch the crime increase
when you know it'd surely cease
if the brass would just pass
a law without flaws
It kills the buzz because
they donít know the harm it does
There are lots of folks in pain
If you doubt it, you're insane
So why not let your brain
get a little bit less strained?
It might not for be for everyone
but for some it's all we got
Some like it in their brownies
and some like it hot
So let yo fans go, if displeased
'You a fighter? Tell us what for!'
Echo Tango's in this piece
to incite a worldly word war
Dropping rhymes like bongs rip dimes
time's chillin' but goddamnit,
like Ferdinand Magellan,
I am sailing 'round the planet
Say hey ya
All the gang in this thang are mad playas
We gotta burn and make you learn the law ain't fair
Spend your time on fighting crime that's really there
How could you dare
To steal a peaceful man's trees?
Goddamn, bitches, please
You throw potheads in prison like they got a disease
And by the time they bust out, theyíre addicted to crack
All just because you couldn't cut a little slack
to the public, canít we be trusted?
Guess not, thatís why we keep gettingí busted
Tossed outta colleges, outta work and society
Drug tested like we're infested with some odious impropriety
When even the founding fathers grew hemp on their farms
We're at REAL war!
Why's the drug war up in arms?
If they spent half that cash
on attacks in Iraq
Theyíd have fleeced the Middle East without looking back
Isn't that what they want?
Why refine hemp oil
when soldiers bleed and greed succeeds faraway on foreign soil?
But someday it'll be tapped,
they'll say crap n' now we're enraged!
And civilization is escaping right back to the Stone Age
And while we plunder, they'll all wonder
Which bomb shelter's safe enough for them to live under?
Cause Big Brother and the nukes got one thing the same:
Each time they show up they blow up smarter game.
Say hey ya
All the gang in this thang are mad playas
We gotta burn and make you learn the law ain't fair
Spend your time on fighting crime that's really there
Yeaaaaah
Sing it:
Second burst, same as the first
A whole lot louder and a whole lot worse
You can't beat the heat when elites hit the streets
Til we be keepin' it sweet from beneath the concrete.
Say hey ya
All the gang in this thang are mad playas
We gonna burn and make you learn the law aint fair
Spend your time on fighting crime that's really there
'Fore we despair. ^