The Chronic

[Verse 1: Cambatta] They say I'm sitting on a high horse It's cuz I'm clam baked in a mustang I used to not smoke cuz my father did I wasn't really fucking with the drug thang But now I'm stressed out and I'm older Got the weight of the world upon my shoulders Got high the first time with my uncle Mark Turned little Cambatta to a smoker But I love him for that I been destined for this since i started fucking withPpat You would think we was blood brothers if I wasn't so black So many times that I've been broke he'd slide a bug when he dap me like “here” It’s a double edged sword No matter how many blunts I always want more I'm counting out pennies, I’m walking to the store Fifty cent Phillies, I smoke my lungs raw [Hook: Rafijah Siano] [Verse 2: Cambatta] Eddie deuce Beat so gutter like belly juice fresh with the setups ooh I get it cracking like Zeus when he let em loose I need green can’t live without vegetables I stay high when I’m in the booth And fuck a job a neck tie means I'm in a noose Analyzing my piss The nurse opened up the cup and got high from the shit Potent, Barsenio, A.R. semi go Back to Africa where my soul can forever glow Braid at the bottom of my Eddie fro let it grow Marry that first ho that barks when I say to go Whoa, that's the shit that I be thinking ‘bout When I smoke I take life and pull the meaning out When I cop it better even out Or I’ma get it popping like a blunt that I forgot to pull the seeds up out