Don't Smoke K2

So don't smoke K2 God made weed, the government ain't cool Hell naw (hell naw), Hell no They got tapped cell phones, COINTELPRO They got Metta World Order throwin' elbows And a bunch of blood on they hands, its well known And the only one who feel it is the bottom The lower class try to ??? That's class in the middle like Malcolm Not X, not Little, not Jamal Warner Ain't Theo, its Nat Geo When the cheetah fangs rip into gazelle throat So what you want, hops and dro for Alpo (Whoa) Yo, just don't smoke K2, that Synthetic dope, I mean You got cats smoking bath salt and potpourri, just ??? And 28 days later you be Butt ass naked tryin' to eat somebody face off That's pulled straight from the headline I mean we all know a real good brother who Sold mad weed got pinched by 30 Undercover now that brothers doing fed time Hustlin' to keep a seat up out the bread line DO squared, HO squared The eye on the dollar don't shed no tears Now say hell naw (hell naw), hell no I got more than enough reason to feel uneasy You see me, I coulda flew planes in Tuskegee Therefore, when I see Pfizer ads in mags And the drug side effects sound the same as the diseases It's sleazy So don't smoke K2 God made weed, the government ain't cool Hell naw (hell naw), Hell no They got ads on TV how they sell dope Bitch I sell dope [x14]