Peace is atleast a hope in the minds of the most high
Eyes so red they call us dopes
You don't know our freemyndz cuz your ignorance is your prison
Stuborn so blubber is your insulation
I've listened to all the lies clear eyed believin thier genuine
Weed has relived the gaurd behind the scene
Thier lard stewin in the gumbo full of lime, I mean lies
Blue in the face they get replaced, washedout in the green tide of cheese
Believe our intrest ain't in thier minds
Anyone who needs recognition will leave you behind
Greed is the total body tattoo of the mole
Hindsights always 20/20 so I'm on that kriptonite, heavy inlightend foresight
My light in the dark
Concieved by the creator
Your whole body is safer
Everyone is seekin a holy leader that'll show ya nothing but smiles
Wastin thier time, not knowing all thier potential's inside
While I blow dro,eyes bleedin
My visions more clear,not steered in the wrong direction
Standin my ground,long winded
Elevating my third eye
Maryjane is for truth,to get loose
It's for you and I
Thousands of years in civilization
Ain't nobody gone missin
Lies plainly not in my future
Just love and stinky budda.
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Published by ganjaryder: 10:43 AM
Updated On: 2/7/2007 at 10:42 AM
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