Lyrics The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde

Blaze

For nights and days we blaze

Inhale, don't it feel good?

Pass it around so we all could

Be on the same plain, I dwell amongst the clouds

Dream of other styles, captivate

(Meditate)

Open a bag that hasn't been touched

A pile of bud, a sack of blunts

Get backwoods to get back, good

Fools

Number one cash drop

Five G's to drop

With no seeds to pop

Time to recoup

Throw the stress in the trash can

As we laughin' at the Afghan

Of the herb I'm a fan

Thc, keep it all in me

Can't you see, I'm

Gonna get some bubble gum

Been around the world like puffy

Puffin' in exotic hot spots

(In exotic hot spots)

Spit from heaven above, hourly dove

She started from the seed to sex the female

Couldn't cut her

Couldn't taste her till the hairs was half pale

Trade affiliated

Chillin' 96 degrees in the shade faded

And God bless my

DJ TY

Keepin' my dubs wise

Pockets broke in size

Haterism on the rise

(No joke, man)

Lacin' up, tokin' herbals, tokin' verbals

Fuzzy like gerbals

Off the plant I pick it

To the paper I stick it

Fine lime fruity smell makes even straights wanna kick it

Taste it, better organically grown, sun basted

I go batty batty batty

Burnt seats in the caddy

Due to 320 hollow florescent sodium

Clipped and transplanted

Females, have your eyes slanted

Iris burgundy

Phasing in and out

With lots of laughs and a couple of blunts

Up the charts I'm scalin'

I got the bomb for you

There's no need for hatin'

I got nugs you can hug like pimps

It don't mean a thing to me

Just don't double clutch

Pass the stuff I know you had enough

Gettin' all freaky and stuff

Trees for breakfast, trees for lunch

Rockin' weed, cool aid punch, Neslie crunch

Crunch buds, lots of love and peace sign

I feel fine

For nights and days we blaze

Hella zoned, hella blown

Hit up my man on the telephone

Fried, sky high

Bake for the day, fry now pay later

Comin' up on the superb herb

Flowers

Thc powers

Got me higher than sears towers