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Peak #6,127
Peak in subgenre #3,519
Author
Swift Styles
Uploaded
September 17, 2008
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:59
Lyrics
Uhh its the homegrown commandments
Whaaa
One two three four five six seven eight nine TEN
Been growin' shit fa years, expert at botanicals
So to help you stay high, I wrote yall a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Ya greens on stack and keep ya bowls packed
Number One,
You know weed don’t grow without seeds
If you got em thats step one, the rest is breeze
First you separate the ones to germinate
Drop in water quick and wait till the shit splits
Number Two,
Dude I think you know what to do
Get some rich soil and plant em tips up
Ya homeboys already talkin' bout lightin' spliffs up
Take ya time, you'll raise it up, and kiss ya seeds fa luck
Number Three, Never tell nobody
Ya own boys be the first tryna strip ya tree
Heard it from me, leave it unattended you'll see
Secrecy is the key if you gonna grow weed
Number Four, whether its closet or dorm
Remember that you always gotta lock ya door
Number Five, this may come as a surprise
You need florescent lights if you don’t want em 2 die
Number Six, every living thing needs to breathe
So an ordinary fan is what you need to achieve
Seven, This rule is mad underrated
Keep the male plants and females completely separated
Or else the female plants will become pollanated
So the ones with droopy flowers 'll fuck up what you’ve created
Number eight, in bout 2 months pull at the base
I know it took so long but trust, its worth the wait
Number nine, shoulda of been one to me
If you planning to grow weed stay away from police
Plan a trip upstate if you get caught with ya piece
Damn my Fam would be pissed if they had ta pay my release
Number Ten, Ya plants are ready for the curing and drying
Expect another wait, and stop ya whining and sighin'
The slower it take to dry, the smoother it get
No bud should ever be smoked if the shit is still wet
Follow these rules and you'll have homegrown to smoke up
Call up ya boys pack ya bowls and get choked up
You'll love how it looks when ya own weed is broke up
If you gotta travel, stash it in the crease of ya low cuts
But remember, in every state growing weeds a felony
So be prepared for the penalties, and never mention me
And while ya gettin plastered one more rule for u bastards
The boys you share it wit should always be givin' you the last hit
Swift Styles
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