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This is the ganja night, now all my people exercise your ganja rights These are the ganja daze, so everybody flex upon your ganja ways and recognize This is the ganja night, where all my people exercise their ganja right These are the ganja daze, now everybody flex upon your ganja ways and open eyes They talk about irie, they talk about me, they talk about everything wrong in the world I'm wondering why no one talkin of peace Is there nobody that wants the same thing? No more plain jane, no more feeling of negative energy up in the brain mang? No more Government sniffing our main game. I'm leveling with you when I be writin these raps We need to remind stoned and snipe prones they bridgin the gaps yea 2011 is when it'll all collapse when a lot of the neighsayers are taking their naps. ha ha ha Imagine a world where you picked up a paper printed on hemp and read about what's really going on around you. None of the stories that today are makin news make any sense, we're so consumed with fake reality that ain't true. Actin like a bunch of confused individuals, instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a funeral. The death of what we knew as normal has come, so it's time for us to break the mold and start on another one. This is the ganja night, now all my people exercise your ganja rights These are the ganja daze, so everybody flex upon your ganja ways and recognize This is the ganja night, where all my people exercise their ganja rights These are the ganja daze, now everybody flex upon your ganja ways and open eyes Used to stress about a lot of things comin up Hustlin, slangin buds, anything to hit my nut Letras de cancionesA savage beast runnin in the underworld Firearms, dirty money, punk rock, and ripped curls Started puttin fertilizer in to big tubs Hookin up lighting systems growing pounds of killer buds I never thought the gravy train would ever stop Never thought I'd see the day when Kottonmouth Kings would pop. But the cops must have had a different plan Kicked down my front door, ski masks, guns in hand God damn now I'm facin 9 to 10 lookin back thinkin if I had to do it all again I caught a break, released back to the streets, put my energy in to writin songs and makin beats Thanks and praise, every day is a ganja day, ganja daze, thanks for the ganja daze. This is the ganja night, now all my people exercise your ganja rights These are the ganja daze, so everybody flex upon your ganja ways and recognize This is the ganja night, where all my people exercise their ganja rights These are the ganja daze, now everybody flex upon your ganja ways and open eyes Ganja ways, my ganja daze, ganja, ganja, forever in my mind it stays Your not alone so many of us out here, let's come together we can surely make the cloud clear So rectify a better vibe a longer lasting set of rules where even weed applies You always know your in the right when you be puffin down If you with the Kottonmouth Kings way above the ground Hey D, taste this, smell this nug, this the biz, roll one up it's big ol bag Crack this bitch out the back, out the park, only spark apple pipes in the dark How we do all the time, each and every day we smokin Kind Each and everyday we roll it up (ganja) roll it up Each and everyday we smoke it up (ganja) smoke it up Nobody gets higher than I, I'm King Celaseye Up in the clouds, over the seas, soaring the skies, I'm preaching the peace. This is the ganja night, now all my people exercise your ganja rights These are the ganja daze, so everybody flex upon your ganja ways and recognize This is the ganja night, where all my people exercise their ganja rights These are the ganja daze, now everybody flex upon your ganja ways and open eyes I wanna get high with you Spend a little time in the afternoon Just relax, slow the groove I wanna get high with you I wanna get high with you Spend a little time in the afternoon Just relax, slow the groove I wanna get high with you oh ganja (ganja, ganja, ganja...) From Letras Mania