hat tip to ytcracker

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Wiid - MC Chris

Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.

Always been there, always been there.

We’re smokin’ that Danger Girl.
We’re smokin’ that Gen 13.
Bong’s called Yoda, man,
and Yoda can’t STAND a bag filled with stems and seeds.
Yo, I can’t stand no ecstacy.
Cocaine made a mess of me.
Beer and booze are now things that I use to do.
Don’t misconstrue, I’m still abusin’ weed.
Some kids like to get fucked up,
actin’ black by rollin’ them blunts.
I got a one hitter called Margot Kidder
and I only need to hit that shit once
’cause I ain’t made of nickels and dimes.
Fat kind make me tickled inside.
Say no to cuttin’ up lines,
that’s one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive.
And I ain’t no Nancy Reagan,
just sayin’ kinda take it slow.
Say yeah to the jazz cigarette,
say nil to the thrills of pills and blow.
Teen years about gettin’ beat down,
and your twenties ’bout smokin’ them pounds.
Stick around for the sticky amounts,
flick a Bic ’til your stuck to the couch.
I’m the sativa cyborg,
I smell that shit like a wine cork.
I hope they never legalize,
then High Times won’t have anything to fight for.
I used to smoke with kids at shows,
but I stopped ’cause they all had colds,
but I got Emergen-C and a bag of Cold-Eze
and mad trees so let’s all get stoned!

Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.

After a show, you’re a friend of mind,
handshake with a prize inside.
These are Batman Begins hallucinogens.
These whammies are weaponized.
LSD and shrooms, I tried them,
was a time when I wouldn’t deny them.
All you need is one trip where you lose your shit,
kiss goodbye to the sky with diamonds;
but I keep coming back like it’s Atkins fat
’cause the weed’s like crack cocaine,
but the risk you take is just getting baked,
you’re surely gonna see the next day.
They say we fund Al Qaeda.
Sounds like the government’s jealous.
Let’s get the enemy stoned,
bring our ninjas home – to hell with Christian zealots,
’cause all we need is some weed and a laid back beat,
black lights if you stereotype,
couple bean bag chairs and a lack of airs,
a marathon of price is right.
What’s the 4-1-1 for realzies?
I freeze my Reese’s Pieces.
It’s like every time I pack a pipe,
my appetite suddenly increases.
You know what a cracka mean,
green leaves my tractor beam,
addicted like it’s gasoline, just pass the trees
while I live that cracker dream,
but I might have to cease my deeds.
I might have to take control
’cause I ain’t down with little mc
growin’ up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke.

Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it’s always been there.
Always been there, always been there.

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Take a Knee

my lab – got the finest equipment
check my post office box i got a shipment
who live like this pimpin
got that bubba kush bubba gump shrimping
but this aint a shrimp boat im not a captain
only science on the deck when im rapping
cant nobody distract my energy
volcano on the deck yes i use it as a centerpiece

find my center when im vaping weed
youve mistaken me for someone who aint taking knees
i can science myself in to the history books
and leave you saying my, what a mystery, look
i cant divulge all the secrets of the ya ya
but i can tell the public all the secrets about my god
im looking like a tripod when im kneeling
man how i love this feeling

mmm my hair touches the ceiling
and the syrup in the cup its got me reeling
tilt a whirl tilt my world like a lack of v8
and as long as im sideways im straight

when youre feeling scientific to the nth degree
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when your body is performing mass amounts of chemistry
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when youre feeling scientific to the nth degree
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when youre calculating volume with exponents of three (thc)
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)

sometimes you just need to get your lamp on
pause and catch a period like a maxi pad
if you dont know then feel free to ask me lad
only stupid question is the question that you didnt ask
i look out for my men
i try to teach em all the ways through the ink of a pen
scientific like the power of ten
just another note in the appendix again

like an appendix ill feel swell
then i must remove myself
ill smoke a cigarette or two
then get right back to the science with the spamtec crew
when i return – the bag is replenished
no sense letting the science diminish
i can take a knee any time i choose
because theres always plenty of that science to do

when youre feeling scientific to the nth degree
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when your body is performing mass amounts of chemistry
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when youre feeling scientific to the nth degree
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)
when youre calculating volume with exponents of three (thc)
take a knee spaceman take a knee (take a knee)

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Don't Try This at Home

[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker

George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton
Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley
Rick James, knew how to throw a party
“Smoke some weed!”
Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech & Chong
Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong
Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami feeling
“Smoke some weed!”

[Chorus: Ice Cube]
This is West coast nigga thinking
California quicksand got a nigga sinking
I can give a fuck what you niggaz drinking
“Smoke some weed!”
This is West coast nigga thinking
California quicksand got a nigga sinking
I can give a fuck what you bitches drinking
“Smoke some weed!”

[Ice Cube]
If you a baller, nigga I’m a hall of famer
Lion tamer, with two fo’-fifth flamers
Understand, that yo’ life’s in danger
Didn’t your momma, tell you not to talk to strangers
Lil’ nigga, I’m the Hillside Strangler
Have a banger, calling for the Lone Ranger
Most rappers, they wanna fuck sangers
I’m a nigga, that wanna bone T’Penga
G4, pull it up out the hanger
A lil’ something, to fuel you niggaz anger
The swine, I’m your face rearranger
In a mansion cause Jesus born in a manger
Motherfucker, belong on Jerry Spranger
I’m a gangsta, up in your CD changer
I’ll gank ya, for 20 bucks then I’ll thank ya
Police, still get the middle fanger

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Lil’ niggaz, don’t try this at home
Momma in the bathroom leave her ass alone
Cause she probably taking chronic straight to the dome
Go play you lil’ fucker, stop being grown
Dave Chappelle, 50 million and a throne
With a big Zulu bitch, nigga getting blown
Watch your tone, if your wear Coppertone
Go back to Africa used to be a theme song
I’m in the zone, do anybody got a zone
I ain’t your poppa, but daddy is a rolling stone
Youse a clone, who don’t know the shit you on
Unless it’s on, a motherfucking ringtone
I’m in a room with two bottles of Patron
You need a loan, to fuck with the Family Stone
Nigga go on, tell ‘em Ice Cube is home
Gorilla niggaz, here come King Kong

[Chorus]

[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube motherfucker
West coast motherfucker
“Smoke some weed!”

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MC 900 Ft Jesus

You’ve probably seen me hanging around
I’m a very familiar face in this town.
A day doesn’t go by that I don’t meet
a lot of my friends walking down the street.
I’m never too busy to stop by the way
and I’ve always got something pleasant to say.
Maybe some perceptive thoughts about the weather
or the latest news from Wall Street, whatever.
I could stand around all day making small talk
gushing platitudes, blocking the sidewalk
tying people up for hours with ease,
my one big talent is shooting the breeze.
When they start to squirm, I really get going
but only my happy-face smile is showing.
Why can’t they see what I’m trying to hide,
I’m bustin’ a gut, laughing on the inside.
It’s in their smile when I say hello
I can see they think I’m a little bit slow.
But after a while with me, they look dazed
their eyes covered with a donut glaze.
I really start to cook when I see that look
I hit ‘em with every cliché in the book.
Their knees wobble and they start to weave
it’s like they’re begging for permission to leave,
they think they are having a brush with stupidity
I don’t laugh, even though it’s killing me.
Watching them wilt like day-old flowers
Ticking off the minutes as they turn to hours.
They are wondering how much more they can take
I give ‘em a friendly smile and a handshake.
We say goodbye very politely
Now say hello to the killer inside me

Now say hello to the killer inside me.
Everybody has their doubts about my sanity
But nothing happens ‘cause they all feel sorry for me
I’ve got the whole town under my thumb
and all I’ve gotta do is keep acting dumb.
“Oh that boy Lou” they say “what a guy,
a little on the slow side but wouldn’t hurt a fly”
“and such a gentleman!” “Oh yes I know.
he sure can talk your ear off though!”
I tip my hat and pretend I don’t hear
grinning like a half-wit from ear to ear
I can think of a thousand ways to say hello
so I start through ‘em all, and go real slow.
They listen hard, and act like they care.
How can they be so completely unaware
of the truth the answer is always denied me
So I introduce them to the killer inside me.

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Eon - Spice

He Who Controls the Spice Controls the Universe

Eon – Spice – 1990

Melange  “the spice” is the name of the drug central to the Dune series of science fiction novels by Frank Herbert.

The most essential and valuable commodity in the universe is melange, a geriatric drug that gives the user a longer lifespan, greater vitality, and heightened awareness; it can also unlock prescience in some subjects, depending upon the dosage and the consumer’s physiology.

This prescience-enhancing property makes safe and accurate interstellar travel possible.  Melange comes with a steep price, however: it is addictive, and withdrawal is fatal…

why?why?

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Meat Beat Manifesto - Acid Again

Meat Beat Manifesto – Acid Again

Actual Sounds + Voices – 1998 – 5:47

Man: “Are you really happy?”

Woman: “I’m happy as I’ve ever been… I’m not happy, I’m not happy at all really… Oh I’m very sad, I’m.. not happy. Im so fat, I don’t feel very pretty, I really don’t.”

Man: “You know a lot about drugs.”

Woman: “Oh, I live for drugs. It’s great. Just lately I…freaked out… on acid. I freaked out very very badly. No, I don’t think I’ll ever take acid again. Before I thought that was the best thing in the world. I never want it again… Never acid again”

Never acid again
Never acid again
(Acid again)

Never acid again (again, again, again)
(Acid again)

(I did that, did, that, did that,)

(I did that)

Never acid again (I did that)(acid again)

Never acid again (acid again)

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deception blackalicious

[Gift of Gab]
Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [4X]

[Gift of Gab]
This is a story of a kid his name is Cisko (Cisko)

Who made more money than the Count of Monte Crisco (Crisco)
He lived a lavish style of life, fast money women cars
And he liked to frequent bars pubs and discos (discos)
Made his living as a world famous rap star (rap star)
When he first started mic respect’s what he was af-ter (AF-ter)

And so he got inside his mind, day and night, and he’d write
Constantly his art and craft he’d try to mas-ter (MAS-ter)
Started winnin local battles and his rep grew (rep grew)
Gave his crew a reputation as the best crew (best crew)
And what life would do to him, all the cards that was hard
Pen and ped, stress relief would be his refuge (RE-fuge)
Paid his dues, doing shows, now he’s on track (ON track)
In the lab, pumping demos, makin songs fat (SONGS fat)
Then he quit his nine to five, finally his time arrived
When he signed a major label record contract

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [4X]

[Gift of Gab]
His first single was a overnight success hit (success hit)
And now he went from wearing rags to the best fits (best fits)
All his new acquitances, gassed his head, takin it
To the point where he lost proper perspective (‘spective)
Started cuttin off the people he came up wit (up wit)
Ego blown like his soul had been ab-ducted (ab-ducted)
Though his heart was once real, now material has filled
Up his world, and he couldn’t get enough of it (get ENOUGH of it)
Used to wanna be the best of the rap dons (rap dons)
Now his only one concern is goin plati-NUM (plati-NUM)
And his skills has since decreased, and the inner hunger ceased
Now content, just as long as fame and cash come (CASH come)
He’s a Big Willie now, rappin bout cars (bout cars)
Thousand dollar shoppin sprees, hangin out with stars (out with stars)
I mean just a year ago, he was broke, bummin money
Drinkin out the 40 bottle, livin outdoors

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [4X]

[Gift of Gab]
Second LP, my rap changes fast (changes fast)
Here today, gone tomorrow, now his label passed (label passed)
Now the new poster boy, with the hip now sound
Second time around everything isn’t stable as (stable as)
It once was, now he’s lookin for the same hit (SAME hit)
But his sound is played, he forget to change wit (CHANGE wit)
Them old hit rhymes, no one feelin him, his rhymes ain’t appealin
Anymore, and his records ain’t sellin shit (ain’t sellin SHIT)
Now he’s dropped from his label, and he’s goin broke (goin broke)
Tried the underground return, ghetto pass revoked (pass reVOKED)
And the same faces that he dissed, on his way, to the top
Laughed as they watched him do the downstroke (DOWNstroke)
Now the moral of the story is that some go (some go)
Why would money make the inner vision crumble? (crumble)
So if you’re blessed with the talent, utilize it to the fullest
Be true to yourself and stay humble

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [4X]

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [2X]

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [2X]

Don’t let money change ya!

Laaaaah, di-dah, da-da-dee-dah
Lah-di-dah, da-da-dee-dah [2X to fade]

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Fugazi - Long Distance Runner

the farther i go the less i know one foot goes in front of the other it all boils around to not hanging around to keep moving in front of the gravity the answer is there the answer is there but there is not a fixed position it keeps moving along so i keep coming along and that’s why i’m a long distance runner and if i stop to catch my breath i might catch a piece of death i can’t keep your pace if i want to finish this race my fight’s not with it it’s with the gravity long distance runner

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The Twist

Did you blush then when our hips touched?
I can’t tell, you’re already red
Am i right? you give me the signs
Is that pink mist or just lit dry ice

You twist and whisper the wrong name
I don’t care nor do my ears
Twist yourself around me
I need company I need human heat
I need human heat

Lets pretend I’m attractive and then
You won’t mind, you can twist for a while
It’s the night, I can be who you like
And I’ll quietly leave before it gets light

So twist and whisper the wrong name
I don’t care nor do my ears
Twist yourself around me
I need company i need human heat
I need human heat

I need human heat
(extrasupervery…)
I need human heat
I need human heat
I need–

Twist and whisper the right name
I’m David, please
The twist is that you’re just like me
You need company, you need human heat
You need human heat

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