Loka - Grab the Green Bag
Lyrics by me. Beat by Young Asap from Hi Rollerz Records, taken from the Coast 2 Coast Instrumentals Vol.2.
The Cosmic Joke dressed up in a meat bag.
Lyrics
"Grab the Green Bag" (Loka)
Perhaps we should get out of the fancy backseat
of this Maxi Taxi - should we snatch the weed?
Or pay cash for the green, to match the fee
we might get if we, get bashed with these
three bags with shit, yeah, it’s Can-nabis -
an’ I plan to piss on the damned “can’t do this -
can’t do that” - bitch - we can’t do shit!
They banned the spliff; The Commanding Fist,
like “BLAM!” - It’s a maddening slam of mist
right into our face, we’re fightin’ through space,
like the flying angels who’s diving from Grace,
Why are They tryin’ to be hiding the Facts,
when they’re lyin’ and dyin’ to be buyin’ this shit back,
And probably cryin’ - wipin’ their eyes packed,
while the wife is smacked on the fuckin’ white crack,
don’t like that, so we’d rather grab the green bag!
Ever seen the mean hag? - She’s bad -
She’s the muthafucka who makes you feel glad
with her tea bags - the bitch’s real mad -
A metaphor for the lawgivin’ steel dad,
who reveals reviews who appeals to dudes
who don’t smoke, don’t do shrooms, but drinks booze;
Let’s conceal these news, it’s too unreal to choose,
too surreal to snooze, the stupid deal’s abuse
of the smoker’s views, please don’t confuse,
we won’t just use this homegrown for muse,
but to reach the long gone overblown excuse;
It’s sick as bitchtits, and they teach these kids?
Shit, then we’ll need to fix this with a bit
of specific prolific scientific lyric-split.
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