Pharcyde - Blaze lyrics

(for nights, and days we blaze)

inhale, don't it feel good?

pass it around so we all could

be on the same plain, i dwell amongst the clouds

dream of other styles, captivate, (meditate)

open a bag that hasn't been touched

a pile of bud, a sack of blunts

get backwoods to get back, good

fools...

...number one cash drop

five g's to drop

with no seeds to pop,

time to recop,

throw the stress in the trash can

as we laughin

at the afghan

of the herb i'm a fan

thc, keep it all in me

cant you see i'm

gonna get some

bubble gum...

been around the world like puffy

puffin in exotic hot spots

(in exotic pot spots)...

...spit from heaven above, hourly dove

she started from the seed to sex the female

couldn't cut her, couldn't taste her till the hairs was half pale

trade affiliated

chillin 96 degrees in the shade faded

and god bless my

dj ty

keepin my dubs wise

pockets broke in size

haterism on the rise

(no joke, man)

lacin up, tokin herbals, tokin verbals

fuzzy like gerbals

off the plant i pick it,

to the paper i stick it,

fine lime fruity smell makes even staights wanna kick it,

taste it,

better organically grown, sun basted

i go batty batty batty

burnt seats in the caddy

due to 320 hollow forlescent sodium

clipped and transplanted

females, have your eyes slanted

iris burgundy,

phasing in and out...

...with lots of laughs and a couple of blunts...

...up the charts i'm scalin,

i got the bomb for you,

theres no need for hatin

i got nugs you can hug like pimps

it don't mean a thing to me

just don't double clutch,

pass the stuff i know you had enough

gettin all freaky and stuff

trees for breakfast, trees for lunch

rockin weed, kool aid punch, neslie crunch

crunch buds

lots of love and peace sign

i feel fine...

(for nights and days we blaze)

hella zoned, hella blown

hit up my man on the telephone

fried, sky high

bake for the day, fry now pay later

comin up on the superb herb...

...flowers,

thc powers

got me higher than sears towers...