[B Real] Yo light one ignite one draw me like the buddha You say I'm the joint but you can call me hooda Computer wizard the butcher of scissors Cut me up and spark and roll me up like a blizzard Dwellin your cells up lungs start to swell up Your pipe's gettin crowded yo just forget about it Me is potent so bring an opponent You could suck on it shit I know you wanted to
Feel the effects of the high I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? [Sen] B-Real, light another
[B-Real] I'm smoked out, not on a menthol cigarette How could you figure, or even, consider that I'm, a weak seed, no, I'm the humble weed ?, hash spliff this tweed Actin type of stylin, how do you spell it Take a hit from outta New York into Phillie Hit some Visine, so the smoke can let out Now do you really think you can take the red out and
Feel the effects of the high I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? [Sen] B-Real, light another
[B-Real] Spliff, aiyya, ?, vaya Why ya, want ta, turn off the fire You can't get higher, when you turn me off and .. aiyyo, pussy stop coughin You're wastin the lingo, soon all the sack's gone He'll take this bounty rhyme for you to stack on Anyway you have it, you love me like Mary Jane Or a 40 to the head, like my brother Kenny Wayne You need to inhale, musical paraphen' Yes musical, Muggs fixed the trend Ahhh, just like a head Brain cells get lit, but I'm the joint you can't grip Through, your finger, I'll start to sting ya So just hear my words linger and
Feel the effects of the high I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? Yo Muggs, light another!
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[B-Real] Put me in the bamboo, with just a tape deck ? like brother, rewinds the cassette Was it, because it's funky that ya loves it? (Yeah man) Here's another lyric, go puff it Don't choke off, the hype or croak off When you blow the smoke off, hold until I get off Or turn off the fat joint, wanna hit that joint Here is the flat point, I rob it at gun point I'm, the High Times, you get through my rhymes Suck on the pipeline, sit back and recline You gotta suck on, the fattie so come on and
Feel the effects of the high I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? I'll just, light another
[Cypress Hill] Feel the effects of the high I know you feel the effects of the high Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? Yo, light another
You wanna feel the effects of the high? You wanna feel the effects of the high? Wanna feel the effects of the high, brother? Aiyyo, light another
You wanna feel the effects of the high? Can you feel the effects of the high? Can you feel it? I feel the effects of the high -- yo can you feel it? Yo light that motherfucker up man I know you feel it
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