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(Intro:) |
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Brothers and sisters! |
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We gonna have Church tonight! |
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And tonight this speaker is, Reverend Ruffus Jackson.. |
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(Chorus:) |
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I wake up praising, God every day, |
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I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, |
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Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!) |
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Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!) |
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For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! |
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(Verse 1:) |
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Nigger I'm high, nigger you high. (uh huh) |
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lets get high in the motherfucking sky! |
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Watch the butterflies, hit the wall, |
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and if you're feeling down, give yer boy a call! |
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Weed, it takes the stress away, |
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thats why Bizarre smokes ten blunts a day. |
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It's nuffing but the sticky, icky, green stuff! |
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Line it, pass it and take a puff! |
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Having a bad day, stop by my house, |
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coz most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth. |
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So sit down relax and chill, |
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and if ya don't smoke weed, then shit, I got sum pills! |
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Watch ya need girl, |
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a fucking refill? |
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a fat bag a weed |
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and sum happy meals? |
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Nah, baby, I don't smoke no porks, |
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only fat bags of weed in this escort. |
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(Chorus:) |
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I wake up praising, God every day, |
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I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, |
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Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!) |
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Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!) |
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For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! |
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(Verse 2:) |
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Sunday morning, Bizarre have day, |
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Blunt in my mouth, watching DJ Dre. |
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Dangerous my, just like Cudio |
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Only church I know, a snoop dogg's studio. |
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Wide out the raps, blowing in my lap, |
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Rap hennesy, keep the acid tap. |
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I'm glad, that I didnt't go down south, |
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Take care of my kids, be the man of the house, |
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orange mushrooms, and yellow stars, |
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Fat bags of weed(???) |
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Get in and lap, come on jump in, |
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Raid a bottle of gin, and two of your freaky friends |
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O fuck it! Let's go to see the point, |
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Bring your son alone, shit, he can hit the joint, |
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Cause rapping, it's a full time job! |
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All I wanna smoke weed and praise God! |
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(Chorus:) |
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I wake up praising, God every day, |
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I wanna....smoke some weed and roll me the J, |
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Thankya Jesus! (Thankyou Jesus!) |
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Thankya Lord! (Thankyou Lord!) |
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For lettin' me live another day! Hey! hey! |
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(Outro:) |
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Break it down....yea |
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We gonna slow it down rite here... |
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We havin' Church up in here tonight, it's the Reverend Rufuss Johnson... |
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and we sittin' over here, |
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at sixteen five-o, cone it(?) |
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and ladies and gentlemen, |
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come in, praise God with us.. |
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(over chorus:) |
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Baptist, |
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Catholic, |
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Jahova Witness, |
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yea, come praise God, |
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yea! services, send it, |
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at 4-20, |
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brothers and sisters send it at 4-20! |
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come on, praise God. |
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Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you a sinner! What!? |
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(Bizarre: speaking) |
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Just coz you smoke weed don't mean you don't believe in God! |
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Jesus will keep care of ya! Jesus! |
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You need Jesus! |
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(coughing) |
