[Verse: Too Biz]
I’m smokin’ buds, with you, ain’t nothin’ new
When life gets hard, spark up and charge to make it through, never
It ain’t really that hard to do
I’ll pass a blunt to you, toke up, get stoned, that’s how we do, never
The weed that makes your head hurt, expert
In spliff politics, cannabis lyrics in the text work
I skunk too hard and I’m blazed, so
Never say no, never say no
Spliffs, never givin’ ‘em up, shit, I’m Too Biz
Never missin’ the riff, forever takin’ a hit
You won’t be makin’ me quit ‘cause this is my life
My pipe, my tin, my lighter and my high
Despite public opinion and questionable advice
Still, sessions I supply, expect the freshest rhymes
In hearts, in the biggest live set doping scandal
Have a toke and sample rose clips on the mantle
Pick it up now, quick, pass it around
Tokin’, pass out when it’s time to get down
Can’t be givin’ it up, won’t even be givin’ a fuck
Just keep rippin’ a skunk and give me two-hundred bucks
And grab a fat ounce, straight from the CrackHouse
Pack out the crowd, Dutch up and just bounce, bounce
Bounce like the sky’s rainin’ weed
It’s plain to see, nobody’s changin’ me
So without weed, how would my life really be?
Straight, dull and boring with a perfect memory
Blaze trees to embers in an effort to not remember
Surprise, like openin’ presents on the twenty-fifth of December
Call the Quitline? Nah, it’s a big spliff time
Call the Bizline for a quick hit to imprint minds
I’m a pipe fiend from the CrackHouse, Biz sent to pack it
Check the wrapper in my pocket and the scent on my jacket
Not a habit, it’s a way a life
I smoke up every night, still keep my nine-to-five
Well, I don’t give up the finest, burn from the Earth
I’d prob’ly go berserk dealin’ with the stresses of work
Or even worse, I’d compensate like gettin’ drunk
Believe me, you’d rather see me toasted on some skunk
Smokin’ on a blunt or droppin’ a fat cone
Never givin’ up, it’s the only way I know

[Verse 1: Mojo]
This goes out to all