Must Be The Ganja (Album Version|Edited)

Yeah

Oh

Yeah Yeah

Oh haha

I feel like dancing

I feel like dancing

I smell something in the air thats making me High

I said i smell something in the air thats making me High

Ok here we go doe ray me fah so fah so lah tee da so

Lyrical rasco kick back the tabasco

You motherf**kers must just not know the tick toc toe

Time to show you the most kick a** flow in the cosmos

Picasso with a picaxe a sick a** hole

Tic tac toe your six pack with exacto

Knives stranglin wives with thick lasso

Big bags of the grass zig-zags

Im with the Doc so you know how that go

Skull and crossbones this is poison

To poison girls who do not know

You do not wanna try this at home vato

This is neither the time nor the place to get macho

So crack a six pack sit back with some nachos

Maybe some pop corn and watch the show and just rock flow

Its not what you expected nor what you thought so

Bout time that you wake the f**k up smell the pot smoke

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind

Your dreams are getting fofilled

Oo im literally getting the chills

Spitting at will

Me and dre have just finished splitting a pill

Your submitting to skills sitting still

Im admitting im beginning to feel

Like i dont think anyones real

Faced with a dilemma

I can be Dolly Llama and be caught up in drama

A step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer

Please dont upset me mamma

Your looking sexy mamma

Dont know if its the lala or the rum and pepsi mama

Dont wanna end up isnide my refridgerator freezer

Be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza

How many people you know

Who can name every serial killer

Whoever existed in a row

Put em in chronilogical order beginning with jack the ripper

Name the time the place from the body the bag the zipper

Location of the ones where the body was dragged and then dumped

The trunk that they were stuffed in the model the make the plate

And which moderate lake they found her in

How they attacked the victum

Say which murder weapon was used to do what in which one

Which knife or which gun what kid what wife and which nun

Dont stop i like this is fun the f**kin nights just begun

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind

When im behind a mic dynamites what its kinda like

Your stuck with the same stick that your tryin to light

Behind the boards its Dre legends are made this way

Isnt it safe to say this is the way it should be

Maybe you need some lyric syrup served for your symptoms

Heres a dosage of the antidote now you give him some

He can give her some she can give them some

Get behind the lynn drum

Make up a beat and kill the sucker syndrome

drum when it comes to lyrics and some

Starting from scratch n then endin up

At the end enough capable of winnin a Pulitzer

Sworn belivibleitza titanium cranium thats full of su-

Prises when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes

Your stare into your sterios high

Good evening this isnt even a w**d thing

I aint even smoke anything i aint even drinking

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind

It must be the ganja its the m*******a

Thats creepin up on me while im so high

Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me

What evers got into me i dont mind