Yo. yo! yo!. Hah. If you got your motherfuckin lighters. Light em up light em up light em up light em up. "d that's me!" > run d.m.c.. We gonna take this time out to smoke a blunt.
WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL... here's a little story, I got to tell. About a thugged out homey, I know so well. It started way back, when I was a teen. In the hood, on the corner, slangin dope to fiends.
* set to the beat of "Paul Revere" by the Beastie Boys. . Now here's a little story I got to tell. About a gangsta-ass bitch, y'all know so well. It started way back, in history.
Weed, weed, what a relief. Where will my eighth a day habit cease?. This an agricultural service announcement. You can treat it and you can douse it. .
Chorus:. Stop to think before you blow it. 'Cause if you think you don't it will lead. You down the path to the end of your life. . So - I finally got you hooked.