I hate marijuana.
It is a class A drug for a reason.
It destroys your brain and brings anarchy to the world.

Me looks both ways to see if anyone around
ok mon, now dat da feds are gone, lets get ta business.
Me inhales me blessed ******

**** is cool. It's actually really nice.
If ya t'ink otherwise, den ya better t'ink twice.
Me gonna tell you, why Reggae is my life.
Me love Reggae so much me wish it was me wife.
Marijane is me love. Spliffs and Reefers too.
Kush makes me so hot you'd t'ink I had da flu.
Why should ya smoke herb? Me gonna tell you why.
When ya smoke heaven's grass ya feel like ya gonna fly.
Away from all ya problems. Towards a purposeful end.
Makes ya feel, so nice. ****, you will soon befriend.


Reefer
hErb
Green
Grass
Anus
­Everything Cook and Curry (Reggae term for "Everything is Fine")

*REGGAE

i smoke kush
incase you didnt know
but i am not scared
the feds cant get me
for reggae mon is only an entity
how can they catch
a fish that does not swim
a butterfly that does not fly
a rabbit that does not run
if they are not there
there is no way to catch
the merely superficial
there is no way to catch
the reggae mon offishal

'avin a night out on da town.
Tis me only chance to get down.
Me grab a nice looker.
Oops, she's not a ******.
Makes me head home wit' a frown.

On the fourth day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
4 grams of purple
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.

Lighnin' is just a big ol' lighter.
Strikin' down like a boombastic fighter.

One day lightnin' strike to me front.
Just far enough to light me blunt.

Most people say me was lucky dat day.
However, I was not. Me blunt blew away.

On the third day of Reggae Christmas
My boombastic love gave to me:
3 beautiful bowls
2 boombastic bongs
and a brand new marijuana tree.