[Mr.FatBudz Verse one:]
Smoken the marry the pounds that I carry are geten
us really high Lightin the greenery inhaling thc

there's no other way to get by Doin it tell I die
there ant no way to hide the red eye that's maken
me blind When it comes to the vapor there's no

other kind that will easy my mind Growin smugglen
slangen to get to the paper cuz it's mine Blazen
the kind they say it's a crime but my weed stash

they can never find 5-0 can never search and
seizes on my chronic weed they just seace to
exists Double barrel pistil grip finger on the

trigger that's how they get dismast Liven in
eternal bliss as I bless on this blunt when I take
a full hit Splittin rollen sealin it up double rip

I know you can't resist The sensation of the budz
we tasten is my finest creation This elevation
leads to inspiration of the raps we maken Mass

production across every jurisdiction of this
nation Step in my ba!@&(t fillen like a spaceman
in 0 gravitation


[Kronik Sac Verse two:]
I find that the kind from time to time helps me

with my scriptin Never the shwag up in my bag that
Kronic what I be rippin it's one in the same with
my name that's how it got aquired if you want to

get higher well pass the lighter and ill ignite
that fire I'm about to show I'm kickin a flow I
love my !@!@&& I got that %#@! wanna take a hit

and you will be a goner I'm honest it be the
bombest and I'm talkin about my product were
itchin with an addiction cause were labeled

dankaholics Never stallin makin my calls and
moving the heavy weight baggage Never I fumble
wanna go rumble in a fight you know I can manage

I'm bringng the damage I'm makin you panic
calmin you down with my weed Never a seed soon you
will see that you and me can live peacefully this

is dro kin with the ill flowing giving them
juggalettes tingle bumps in the back of the bus be
smellin like musk cause juggalos smoking the skunk