[Violent J]
Here I Go
Just stick to this road, huh?
f*** it, I thought I'm sold
I strolled on down the road
In c-walk mode to the wizard I'm told
But hold up, this road f***** with twist and turns
I'm having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns
I'm seein' trees with faces, bushes that walk
And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk
The sky's bright green sometimes it's kinda pink
I'm gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think
How to f***, What to f*** and Who to f*** and When
What the f*** I'm doin here
I would've figured depends
And again I gotta get the f*** home, before long
Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone
Let me spark my s*** right quick, I'm outta here
[Monoxide Child]
Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt
[Violent J]
f*** yeah
Wait a minute
Who said that, looked around everywhere
And I heard somebody singin over there
So clear he went
[Hook]
I dont need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that?) [x2]
Stuck up on this thing
With no f****** gains
I just want somebody to smoke with
(who said that?) (well i said that)
[Violent J]
Look at this s***
I'm talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick
Askin me for a hit right quick
s***, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can't front
But the wizard gots all you want
You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda
He could have king kong smoked under the wonder
I'm going there now and gettin me some
Plus the wizard gonna get my a** home, he's on
[Monoxide Child]
It would be the s*** big homie
If I could walk with you
And talk with you
And get up on a fat bag or two
Cuz I've been hanging from this pole for so long
And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown
I ain't the smartest scarecrow in the hat
But if you lift that little latch
And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch
Don't leave me hanging big homie
Just pull the lever
So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz
I don't need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
Man it ain't no thing
We can smoke the gains
But you gotta put somethin on it
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
[Violent J]
I helped set his a** free
He slipped off
Then his f***** leg ripped off
And He was like
"Don't mind that s*** dawg, It ain't nothing at all"
"Just a little bit of stuffin that straw"
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo
"Don't ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no"
I only thought what the hey, ok
Anyway, lets get you some real s***
Down the yellow brick alley way
[repeats until end]
We don't need a brain
Don't need anything
We just need some homies to smoke with
(and I'm with that, and I'm with that)
Here I Go
Just stick to this road, huh?
f*** it, I thought I'm sold
I strolled on down the road
In c-walk mode to the wizard I'm told
But hold up, this road f***** with twist and turns
I'm having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns
I'm seein' trees with faces, bushes that walk
And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk
The sky's bright green sometimes it's kinda pink
I'm gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think
How to f***, What to f*** and Who to f*** and When
What the f*** I'm doin here
I would've figured depends
And again I gotta get the f*** home, before long
Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone
Let me spark my s*** right quick, I'm outta here
[Monoxide Child]
Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt
[Violent J]
f*** yeah
Wait a minute
Who said that, looked around everywhere
And I heard somebody singin over there
So clear he went
[Hook]
I dont need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that?) [x2]
Stuck up on this thing
With no f****** gains
I just want somebody to smoke with
(who said that?) (well i said that)
[Violent J]
Look at this s***
I'm talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick
Askin me for a hit right quick
s***, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can't front
But the wizard gots all you want
You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda
He could have king kong smoked under the wonder
I'm going there now and gettin me some
Plus the wizard gonna get my a** home, he's on
[Monoxide Child]
It would be the s*** big homie
If I could walk with you
And talk with you
And get up on a fat bag or two
Cuz I've been hanging from this pole for so long
And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown
I ain't the smartest scarecrow in the hat
But if you lift that little latch
And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch
Don't leave me hanging big homie
Just pull the lever
So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz
I don't need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
Man it ain't no thing
We can smoke the gains
But you gotta put somethin on it
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
[Violent J]
I helped set his a** free
He slipped off
Then his f***** leg ripped off
And He was like
"Don't mind that s*** dawg, It ain't nothing at all"
"Just a little bit of stuffin that straw"
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo
"Don't ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no"
I only thought what the hey, ok
Anyway, lets get you some real s***
Down the yellow brick alley way
[repeats until end]
We don't need a brain
Don't need anything
We just need some homies to smoke with
(and I'm with that, and I'm with that)