Know something about this song or lyrics? Add it to our wiki.
So when I’m fed up I get red up
Mary Jane messed my head up
She can be my best friend forever
At times I regret that I met her
When she eats all my cheddar
But she makes life seem better
Like whatever
Stressin’ me out she settles me down
Put it in the air bredder spread it around
But don’t abuse it
We use it to temple ball
From Nepal there’s a mental drawl
Meditated like we’re mental
Just the way God intended
When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid
I used to use cigarette mix and blend it
Now I don’t tend to ping everybody offended
If they criticise weed defend it
A crystallised tide yo’ glistenin’
Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine
This is the deal
All day every day give you something to feel

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki

Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and shit
And cigs remove the twig
That’s the life of the breathing tip
With king slims and choice blends to no end
High kyer fire burnin’ sex with friends
But I burn it with a precedent
A broken men
Street soldier strutting out of with the leafy stem
High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and pain
Knock it on to the punters and they’re back again
Buy cheap sell high and subsidise what you buy
Still I walk straight through this crimson tide
Yet you all polluters don’t know what one hit could provide
Best just step aside I take a poetic glide
We’re off into the stratosphere
Eyes too glazed
I’m being slayed from the potency
Toxicated commodity my property
Meditated with E’s the weed flows through my blood stream

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki

Even the driest shit, taste it
All types of hybrid
The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
This is for the friends I got high with, by with
The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
Sky-high kids from the happy high rise
This is a rise smith
With their spliffs in the vice script
Puffin’ Northern Lights
and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
Flying in for the cannabis club
Till I damage a lung
And my cabbage is broke
Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
So I’m sat in my drum strappin’ bad shit I’m done

We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Weed
Weed...


Lyrics submitted by shemovesshe

Weed song meanings
Add your thoughts

3 Comments

sort form View by:
  • 0
    General CommentEven the driest shit, taste it
    All types of hybrid
    The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
    This is for the friends I got high with, by with
    The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
    Sky-high kids from the happy high rise
    This is a rise smith
    With their spliffs in the vice script
    Puffin’ Northern Lights
    and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
    Flying in for the cannabis club
    Till I damage a lung
    And my cabbage is broke
    Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
    So I’m sat in my drum strappin’ bad shit I’m done
    eLDeeDon May 17, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment'Sky-high kids from the happy high rise' its from 'Hackney High Risers' not happy high rise and 'Cannabis Cup' not Club.
    Rimbaudesqueon November 09, 2010   Link
  • 0
    Lyric CorrectionSo when I’m fed up I get red up
    Mary Jane messed my head up
    She can be my best friend forever
    At times I regret that I met her
    When she eats all my cheddar
    But she makes life seem better
    Like whatever
    Stressin’ me out she settles me down
    Put it in the air bredder spread it around
    But don’t abuse it
    We using the temple ball
    From Nepal as a mental tool
    Meditating like we're meant to
    Just the way God intended
    When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid
    I used to use cigarette mix and blend it
    Now I don’t tend to peng everybody offended
    If they criticise weed defend it
    A crystallised hydro glistenin’
    Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine
    This is the deal
    All day every day give you something to feel

    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off this THC
    9 ounce to the bar
    4 bars to the ki
    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off this THC
    9 ounce to the bar
    4 bars to the ki

    Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and chips
    And cigs remove the twig
    That’s the life of the weed and ting
    With king slims and choice blends to no end
    High kaya fire burnin’ sess with friends
    Man I burn it with the best of them
    The broken men
    Street soldiers strapping out us with a leafy stem
    High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and peng
    Knock it on to the pozzers and they’re back again
    Buy cheap sell high and subsidise when you buy
    Still I walk straight through this crimson tide
    Yet you all polluters don’t know what one hit could provide
    Best just step aside I take a pole and I glide
    Way off into the stratosphere
    Astral-glazed
    I’m being slayed from the potency
    Toxicated commodity my property
    Meditated with ease the weed flows through my blood stream

    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off this THC
    9 ounce to a bar
    4 bars to a ki
    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off this THC
    9 ounce to a bar
    4 bars to a ki

    Even the dry shit, thai stick
    All types of hybrid
    The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
    This is for the friends I got high with, by with
    The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
    Sky-high kids from the Hackney highrises
    To Ruislip
    With their spliffs in a vice grip
    Puffin’ Northern Lights
    and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
    Flying in for the cannabis cup
    Till I damage a lung
    And my cabbage is bruk
    Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
    So I’m sat in my drums strappin’ fat shit I’m done

    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off the THC
    9 ounce to the bar
    4 bars to the ki
    We bark weed
    Sticky green trees
    Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed
    We stay lean off the THC
    9 ounce to the bar
    4 bars to the ki
    Weed
    Weed...
    Royaltrampon May 01, 2012   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain