Homies 2 Smoke With

(Violent J) Here I Go Just stick to this road, huh? Fuck it, I thought I'm sold I strolled on down the road In c-walk mode to the wizard I'm told But hold up, this road fucked with twist and turns I'm having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns I'm seein' trees with faces, bushes that walk And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk The sky's bright green sometimes it's kinda pink I'm gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think How to fuck, What to fuck and Who to fuck and When What the fuck I'm doin here I would've figured depends And again I gotta get the fuck home, before long Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone Let me spark my shit right quick, I'm outta here (Monoxide Child) Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt (Violent J) Fuck yeah Wait a minute Who said that, looked around everywhere And I heard somebody singin over there So clear he went (Hook) I dont need a brain Don't need anything I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that? x 2) Stuck up on this thing With no fucking gains I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that?) (well i said that) (Violent J) Look at this shit I'm talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick Askin me for a hit right quick Shit, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can't front But the wizard gots all you want You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda He could have king kong smoked under the wonder I'm going there now and gettin me some Plus the wizard gonna get my ass home, he's on (Monoxide Child) It would be the shit big homie If I could walk with you And talk with you And get up on a fat bag or two Cuz I've been hanging from this pole for so long And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown I ain't the smartest scarecrow in the hat But if you lift that little latch And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch Don't leave me hanging big homie Just pull the lever So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz I don't need a brain Don't need anything I just want somebody to smoke with (and I'm with that, you know I'm with that) Man it ain't no thing We can smoke the gains But you gotta put somethin on it (and I'm with that, you know I'm with that) (Violent J) I helped set his ass free He slipped off Then his fuckin leg ripped off And He was like "Don't mind that shit dawg, It ain't nothing at all" "Just a little bit of stuffin that straw" Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo "Don't ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no" I only thought what the hey, ok Anyway, lets get you some real shit Down the yellow brick alley way (repeats until end) We don't need a brain Don't need anything We just need some homies to smoke with (and I'm with that, and I'm with that)