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Intro Lyrics - 4:21...the Day After - Method Man

Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal 

Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal 

(Well, speak your mind then) 

 

Okay, I will, no one has the right to tell me 

What I can do with my own body 

What I can eat, drink or smoke, this is a free country 

And no one can take away my constitutional rights 

 

Hey man, can you put me on and I can say anything I want 

Is that what I need to do? 

(Yeah) 

Then why isn't alcohol made illegal? Why isn't that 

While you drinking it, it hang on and disposes your liver 

 

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Besides that, it's a habitat for alcohol 

Besides that, cigarettes are much worse than pot 

No one ever got killed by pot 

(You tell 'em, you tell 'em) 

God damn it, man, everything, you can get us anything you want 

 

Anything you want, marijuana legal 

Make marijuana legal, what's so bad anyway 

What's so bad about feeling good? 

There's nothing wrong with blowing crack, yeah 

 

Yo, stop, look and listen, guess who coming up? 

And y'all was dumb enough to think that Method's number's up 

Pockets so fat, they need a tummy tuck, you hungry f*** 

To sum it up, I give my money up, spit at a honey 

 

Then split a honey Dutch, roll it up, can't roll with us 

If you can't hold your liquor, throw it up, y'all know what up 

See we them n****, ain't no h*** in us, the flow is nuts 

I'm off the meter, momma wished that I would f****** the reefer 

 

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But, for now, I got this game up in the cobra clutch 

Plus, the silver back gorilla swigger, shot of Tequila to the gut 

N*****, trust, I got that Killa up, what y'all ain't feelin' us? 

Ain't feelin' ya when half ya n***** posing similar, yeah 

 

Ladies and gents, I think this game need a enema, yeah 

It's 'Common Sense', 'I Used 2 Love H.E.R.', now they pimpin' her, yeah 

But if you Enter the Wu-Tang, you tripping 

Like somebody tied together your shoestring, now listen 

 

I'm the real deal, come on, come back to get ya like bad karma 

Y'all n***** is throwing rocks with glass armor 

F*** the court system, pleading the fifth 

And if Def Jam is deaf, start reading my lips 

 

I'm cocky, possibly I got my reasons and s*** 

They ain't built a man that can stop me from feeding my kids 

 

And if you don't know where I'm coming from, never know where I be in 

Most likely, where ya start at'll be the place where you eating 

And anybody hating on him, hating on them 

That's right, anybody hating on him, hating on them, motherf****** 

 

How could you ever say that I'm washed up 

When I'm the dirtiest thing in sight, 4: 21 The Day After 

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