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"Never gonna give you up, no matter how you treat me" (Repeat 4x) [Diamond] Now people used to tell me that if you smoked You'd lose all hope, and it would stunt your growth I used to chip in with the other young folk Back when it came in little brown envelopes Remember the day my moms found a tre Bust my ass and at night I heard her pray Lord don't let my boy succumb to But it was too late, I already begun to Hanging with the knuckleheads on my block Smoking in the lobby looking out for cops Sipping Private Stock, now my eyes are shifty Who got me covered on the next $2.50? Nigga I ain't tripping, I passed out a few whippings On deep throats in cheap coats who wouldn't chip in It got me flipping, now everything's serene Purple clouds and ultraviolet dreams "Never gonna give you up, no matter how you treat me" (Repeat 4x) [Sadat X] My old moms said that the smoke would harm I'd be a crackhead or die with a needle in my arm Tried to playy me out, my father was smoking that good lye at the time That old grown man brown weed with my aunts in the back I'm a little nigga now saying "Why they acting like that?" Coming out all high and laughy off some Richard Pryor tapes Before he blew up his face trying to base I was smoking weed when half the niggas with me now was fronting When cats was anti-drugs there was weed seed in my rugs I've been to the brown bags, the clear bags, and even the glass jars I've been smoking with stars in parties and bars I done got actresses high, the greatest athletes fucked up Took some niggas from DC to the spot and they came and cracked a knot And left the spot real hot, check it out I get up in the morning, take a pee, and light up that good tree Old girl often ask me why I always get so high Because it keep me in touch and keep my shit on the smash And I ain't down with Rudy G no more cause he done fucked up the hash "Never gonna give you up, no matter how you treat me" (Repeat 4x) [John Doe] Picture me giving up my early moring marijuana Reading a books, slef-entitled "The World According to ?Scamas?" Yo herbals make the world calmer True fact, no drama, old timers still smoke like farmers I done heard many tales about the chunky black Guess that's why I prefer the chunky black Every day I'm reminded bout the dangers of smoking 8 o'clock I'm rolling L's, by 8:03 I be coughing Rehab spots ain't for herb smokers That's for extremely stressed stock brokers Who bought four closers from a crack quoters smoke this If you're offended by the fumes light an incense She's not laced with infringements or buddhas She wouldn't have the gall to fool us, please no intruders She stays true to her students Stayed loyal til I tamed her up Took a trip to the greeny green kid and never gave her up That's why "Never gonna give you up, no matter how you treat me" (Repeat 4x)
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