Smoke my hoochie, you say that I'm the Devil, really T.H.C
Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too
Mister President, tell the truth
You're the great exaggerators since 1932
Telling evils of the reefer, but all through time we've smoked the sky
Smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
The sky
Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind
J.F.K. sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke?
63 went up in smoke
He was the great seducer crawling from our T.V.s
Breathed hope into our future, before he died, he smoked the sky
Smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
The sky
B.C. hailed it heaven, I inhaled it, too
Really T.H.C
When inside we'll smoke the sky
Smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the, when inside we'll toke the, when inside we'll smoke
The sky
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