My perpetual rebel intellectual
Roll, puff the Phillie and get
As my speech fall deep as in the scriptures
Roll a ziggy and get
Guzzle it, grab the mic and come out the woodworks
You like to float with the green skunky smoke
Rastas read the Bible after puffin’ sensimillia
Yeah
(Fire up this funk)
(I get lifted)
Roll a Phillie and get
Yeah, like that y'all, yeah word up
As God as my witness, with the sickness
(I get lifted)
Laid back hypnotized to the funky sound, word
But verily, barely, merrily, is it dope or the dream?
Weed is knowledge ‘cause it makes me think
Uh huh, yeah
(I get lifted)
Roll a Phillie and get
Roll a ziggy and get
(I get lifted)
Smokin’ blunts
Won't catch a bad experience, with hallucinogenic either
(Fire up this funk, fire up this funk)
I puff a L and drink some liquor
You can ask Bill Clinton, he could verify that
Whatever the fuck his name is
Smokin’ herb and the bible papers
Roll, puff the Phillie and get
I captivate it then cultivate it, jealous of my desire
Step into my chain, izm intervene the smokescreen
I gets high like if the man in the movie puffin’ blunts
Mad Dog 20/20
Step into this intersection and take this rap
And roast them ghostes, puffin’ hocus pocus
Smoke it down to the fire, anything to get a little higher
But how does it feel when you got no fire?
Roll a ziggy and get
So I can toke it with more wins than a python
I float simply with the canibus setiva
Different Strokes for different folks
Once said by a Ph.D med
If my eyes ain't red, it's all in my head
Yeah, like that y'all, yeah word up
(I get lifted)
And graphic opponents like Picasso paint in pictures
This the real deal, not a publicity stunt
Roll, puff the ziggy and get
Yeah, like that y'all, yeah word up
One two, one two
I grab the 40, rip off the skirt
(I get lifted)
And kyant pass fi dutchie pon de leffhand side
(Fire up this funk)
We gonna get funky
Roll, puff the ziggy and get
And the seeds, it gets me high to fly, I ain't bullshittin’
Roll a Phillie and get
Yeah
I pick anatomy and hem reality like Jah
Keith Murray gets busy off a ‘Basic Instinct’
Roll, puff the ziggy and get
When shit's thick and no time to think
(Fire up this funk)
Yeah
With the six shot shooter? I murder you over buddha
Roll a Phillie and get
(I get lifted)
What the fuck? Who the fuck wanna fuck
Roll, puff the Phillie and get
So kid, pass that bomb, trom word bond
(Fire up this funk, fire up this funk)
Roll, puff the ziggy and get
Sit down and write a jam that receive the muhfuckin’ sticker
Publishers: EMI LONGITUDE MUSIC INC, JOBETE MUSIC CO INC
What I discuss'll bust a rhyme style nucleus
The Green Eyed Bandit?
Roll, puff the Phillie and get
(I get lifted)
Roll a ziggy and get
Yo man, what's that guy's name
(Fire up this funk)
I've been to college but to be truthfully frank
Of a cannibalist cannibus, I floats like a cumulus
Legalize and I'll advertise, cuz
(Fire up this funk, fire up this funk)
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
I do this for my niggaz locked down, runnin’ capers
Yeah, like that y'all, yeah word up
I got a vicious plot but first take me by the weed spot
He like the chocolate Thai
He worked with Redman, Redman
Yeah
(Fire up this funk, fire up this funk)
Songwriters: Harry Wayne Casey, Richard Raymond Finch, Keith Omar Murray, Erick S Sermon