420 you know that I rep it properly
Every time im rocking a show you know that Ive got weed
It's amazing I blaze an ounce at a Top speed
Cops be trying their best but they'll never stop me
Catch me blazing. Flames to these strains its amazing
Taking away all the pain im facing - erasing
The aches. Blazing an eighth when I make a mistake
Lace up my papers with A grade extracts.
All about the green never find me on a Test match
No tobacco in my sesh death trap
Still you repping 420 where's ya head at! Come to sebs pad
I don't hang around your type o men - Smoke nice till grade till my Eyes go red - I light the sesh
Till my death ill be emptying med-tainers. I know you're stressed homie just quit the complaining
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Cops wanna Raid my pad, drive by smelling the late night dabs
Its that or the fact that ive never ever paid my tax
LAID BACK let me blaze my sack. Im a regular guy
I set it alight - its helping with my mind when i'm penning a rhyme
Helping with the demons In the dead of the night
No alcohol for 2 years bettered my life! Instead of living on the edge of a knife I stay medicated
Watch me rise through the sky I be elevated. I was faded for all the rhymes that i've pen n papered
One in the air for my mates that never made it. Kick back and blaze it i'm so stoned
Northside 5000 the postcode. Black hash in the bowl when we smoke cones
A Toke on my dabs like a kick in a Dojo
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Ødin - Faded Lyrics
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420 you know that I rep it properly
Every time im rocking a show you know that Ive got weed
It's amazing I blaze an ounce at a Top speed
Cops be trying their best but they'll never stop me
Catch me blazing. Flames to these strains its amazing
Taking away all the pain im facing - erasing
The aches. Blazing an eighth when I make a mistake
Lace up my papers with A grade extracts.
All about the green never find me on a Test match
No tobacco in my sesh death trap
Still you repping 420 where's ya head at! Come to sebs pad
I don't hang around your type o men - Smoke nice till grade till my Eyes go red - I light the sesh
Till my death ill be emptying med-tainers. I know you're stressed homie just quit the complaining
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Cops wanna Raid my pad, drive by smelling the late night dabs
Its that or the fact that ive never ever paid my tax
LAID BACK let me blaze my sack. Im a regular guy
I set it alight - its helping with my mind when i'm penning a rhyme
Helping with the demons In the dead of the night
No alcohol for 2 years bettered my life! Instead of living on the edge of a knife I stay medicated
Watch me rise through the sky I be elevated. I was faded for all the rhymes that i've pen n papered
One in the air for my mates that never made it. Kick back and blaze it i'm so stoned
Northside 5000 the postcode. Black hash in the bowl when we smoke cones
A Toke on my dabs like a kick in a Dojo
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Every time im rocking a show you know that Ive got weed
It's amazing I blaze an ounce at a Top speed
Cops be trying their best but they'll never stop me
Catch me blazing. Flames to these strains its amazing
Taking away all the pain im facing - erasing
The aches. Blazing an eighth when I make a mistake
Lace up my papers with A grade extracts.
All about the green never find me on a Test match
No tobacco in my sesh death trap
Still you repping 420 where's ya head at! Come to sebs pad
I don't hang around your type o men - Smoke nice till grade till my Eyes go red - I light the sesh
Till my death ill be emptying med-tainers. I know you're stressed homie just quit the complaining
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Cops wanna Raid my pad, drive by smelling the late night dabs
Its that or the fact that ive never ever paid my tax
LAID BACK let me blaze my sack. Im a regular guy
I set it alight - its helping with my mind when i'm penning a rhyme
Helping with the demons In the dead of the night
No alcohol for 2 years bettered my life! Instead of living on the edge of a knife I stay medicated
Watch me rise through the sky I be elevated. I was faded for all the rhymes that i've pen n papered
One in the air for my mates that never made it. Kick back and blaze it i'm so stoned
Northside 5000 the postcode. Black hash in the bowl when we smoke cones
A Toke on my dabs like a kick in a Dojo
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Homie stop complaining come to mine get faded, rolling up the strains and inhaling the vapour flavours
Writer: Sebastian Lambert
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