Puff The Police

Yeah yeah this is my new strain of weed! [Verse 1] This is my new strain of weeed, I call it "Fuck The Police"! I call it shut your mouth officer and get down on your knees Now put down your weapons please and puff on this green Then quick take off your uniform quick bow down to me T to the Soom please the officer squeals Whe we get outta here you're going to jail little T I said listen little piggy I've got weed that'll make you dizzy Inhale it then exhale it get up high and let it be [Hook] Puff the police, hear me now, hear my sound And I said, puff the police, yeah puff on puff on it now Yeah I'm telling the police to skin up and get down And puff the police And puff the police [Verse 2] You will see, you will be free from the chains of the beast That enslaved your weakened mind. Puff on this, wicked police It'll make you want to leave the laws that tell you what to breathe When only side effects from puffing is being able to see clear And yeah it tells me things that make my head ring ring Like a record playing at high speed 200 BPM spin If you get arrested expect your mates to rub it in When you know it's just the weed you need that you'll be coveting [Hook] [Verse 3] See the world in a different way, a different strain A different winding, grinding inside of a dark cave. Let it reign Where you'll be safe-puffing a safe place Let me take you there and higher than a sleep in deep space Where the real nump to the T's they never get me Because I let the puff read let the triple X bury me In thoughts, lines, wicked times. I'm rocking out in dreams Seeing though the lies now I'm seeing through the mean green [Hook]