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Society Tells me who I can be Tells me who I can know Tells me what I can grow Some office block Tells me when I can talk Tells me when I can joke Tells me what I can smoke Yeah...... Look at critics criticizin Analyzin Tell me what do they know People pushin, people shovin Too much hate, not enough lovin Guess that's the way it goes Now the cops are on my land, turn my garden into sand I'm feelin kinda low All for a little weed All for a little seed Because outta the dirt, tell me how it can hurt Tell me who it can harm Because i put my farm The world turns around My plants grow outta the ground, babe Letras de cancionesAnd from just a li'l seed, comes some mighty fine weed Yeah.... Look at critics criticizin Theorizin Tell me what they know People pushin, people shovin Too much hate, c'mon people try some lovin Guess that's the way it goes Now the cops are on my land, now they've broken up my band I'm feelin kinda low All for a little weed All for a little seed Oh.....yeah Give it to me now From Letras Mania