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Smoke The Pain Away Lyrics - 534 - Memphis Bleek

Yo, yo, I ain't the type that'll move from stress 

No seeds, no sticks, that's all I twist 

I twist backwoods up, that's what's up 

When I come to your town better have some bud 

 

I graduated grads, got my diploma 

I could tell by your aroma you smokin' on Arizona 

But you ain't got no Cali Kush 

You're smoking on that backyard bush 

 

Quiet it's kept like hush, plus 

You ain't never had no Florida Crip 

Beat that'd have you tripping 

Room start spinning, you beginning to get paranoid, start hearing noises 

 

Can't forget about the Chitown 'dro 

That's why we say it's the windy city 

Ladies could blow, got a connect everywhere I go 

Never catch me with less than an O, you know 

 

You got stress in your life then we smoking tonight 

My ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light 

Niggaz twist something up if you don't give a fuck if the Cali Kush 

Got you stuck, my niggaz, gimme a light, niggaz, gimme a light 

 

You got your baby momma beefing with you, better have that reefer 

With you, when she finish her speech let the leaf remove you 

I inhale it deep like the chief of voodoo, handcuffing these beats 

Like police will do you, that's how it worked for me 

 

Puffing on the purple, hit the booth with my eyes burgundy 

I spit the truth on how the earth be 

And all the bullshit I go through like dirt weed 

And how always come through like birth, B 

Ten pounds, eight ounces of herb, B 

 

I take two to the chest for all my niggaz that left 

I blow it out, let them live through my breath 

And everybody got a way to relax like everybody gotta pay their tax 

If you live where I live everybody gotta blaze their gat 

So everybody blaze up a sack, let's go 

 

You got stress in your life then we smoking tonight 

My ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light, ladies, gimme a light 

Niggaz twist something up if you don't give a fuck if the Cali Kush 

Got you stuck, my niggaz, gimme a light, niggaz, gimme a light 

 

It's been heavy on my mind, now I gotta leave it all behind 

Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away 

See the sun is gonna shine 'til the night 

Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away 

 

Ya, ya, the president, he gotta legalize it 

The governor, he gotta legalize it, mayor, mayor gotta legalize it 

Let all my real niggaz lead their lives as they see fit, that's how I see it 

God damn, I'm a genius when I'm lit, man fuck this shit man, Gu, twist 

Something up, I'm gonna come out there, let the bridge ride on 'em 

 

It's been heavy on my mind, now I gotta leave it all behind 

Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away 

See the sun is gonna shine 'til the night 

Smoke the pain away, chase the rain away 

 

Get low always smoking that la la la 

You know Bleek always smoking that la la la 

Young Proof always smoking that la la la 

My nigga Cali always smoking that la la la 

 

Sheik Breezy always smoking that la la la 

Murder One's always smoking that la la la 

Get low always smoking that la la la 

Smoking that la la la, smoking that la la la, yeah 

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