Violent J
Here I Go
Just stick to this road, huh?
fck it, I thought Im sold
I strolled on down the road
In c-walk mode to the wizard Im told
But hold up, this road fcked with twist and turns
Im having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns
Im seein trees with faces, bushes that walk
And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk
The skys bright green sometimes its kinda pink
Im gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think
How to fck, What to fck and Who to fck and When
What the fck Im doin here
I wouldve figured depends
And again I gotta get the fck home, before long
Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone
Let me spark my shit right quick, Im outta here
Monoxide Child
Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt
Violent J
fck yeah
Wait a minute
Who said that, looked around everywhere
And I heard somebody singin over there
So clear he went
I dont need a brain
Dont need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with who said that? x2
Stuck up on this thing
With no fcking gains
I just want somebody to smoke with
who said that? well i said that
Violent J
Look at this shit
Im talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick
Askin me for a hit right quick
Shit, all I got is Bobby Brown, I cant front
But the wizard gots all you want
You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda
He could have king kong smoked under the wonder
Im going there now and gettin me some
Plus the wizard gonna get my ass home, hes on
Monoxide Child
It would be the shit big homie
If I could walk with you
And talk with you
And get up on a fat bag or two
Cuz Ive been hanging from this pole for so long
And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown
I aint the smartest scarecrow in the hat
But if you lift that little latch
And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch
Dont leave me hanging big homie
Just pull the lever
So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz
I dont need a brain
Dont need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with
and Im with that, you know Im with that
Man it aint no thing
We can smoke the gains
But you gotta put somethin on it
and Im with that, you know Im with that
Violent J
I helped set his ass free
He slipped off
Then his fckin leg ripped off
And He was like
Dont mind that shit dawg, It aint nothing at all
Just a little bit of stuffin that straw
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo
Dont ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no
I only thought what the hey, ok
Anyway, lets get you some real shit
Down the yellow brick alley way
repeats until end
We dont need a brain
Dont need anything
We just need some homies to smoke with
and Im with that, and Im with that