Do you feel it now music's up in ya
Do you feel it loud straight to the ears man
It's that mean bass singing pleasure to meet ya

The green and black throw it up so we see ya

Do you feel the sound? It's coming straight through the waves

While the music from the Earth keeps us sane
I'm feeling that herb when the sun hits my face
You create your mind so make your mental space


Much respect to all the people thinking green
Not just the color but the message in between

Here's a mental weapon that you'll use frequently
To stop evil people and end their beliefs


Green turned to black, green smoked to black, green turned to black
Yea that's what we stand for


Well Mr. tough guy he fights physically
When all the people really need is some peace
It are these moments where we turn to our weed

It never caused no death, no disease

Don't try to make it seem like we're some foolish youth

Throwing away our lives, but we're searching for the truth
Don't need authority/rules while we go unheard
See there ain't any crime using herbs


Much respect to all the people thinking green
Not just the color but the message in between

Here's a mental weapon that you use frequently
To stop evil people and end their beliefs


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