Green Grass And High Tides Forever Lyrics

Green Grass And High Tides Forever lyrics

[Kastro - Chorus]
You gon' croak
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them
folks
You gon' choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
You know a
million people die everyday
Breathin' in second hand smoke
You gon'
croak
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them folks
You gon'
choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
Did you know a million people die
everyday
Breathin' second hand smoke

[Young Noble]
I'm like a ball
of smoke
Blown from a crackpipe
Into the hands of the street
My..
father to be since the age of 5
Real cold you gotta be just to stay
alive
We the second hand smoke of a fiend generation
Swear we will
But
they know we won't make it
Smoking a ciggarete
Breathin' ya last
breath
Tasting my own death
Rest on my home steps
And just vision all
the karma and all the drama
Inherited the pain of a lost father
Heavy
black raining
With no umbrella
Life's like a dice game
You can throw
whatever
And it might not be in your favor
And now ya worst enemy becomes
ya neighbor
And that's life
Everything happens twice
Breathin' second
hand smoke from my ancestors' pipes
(God help us)

[Kastro -
Chorus]
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them folks
You gon'
choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
You know a million people die
everyday
Breathin' in second hand smoke
You gon' croak
Suckin' up that
smoke
Fuckin with them folks
You gon' choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no
joke
Did you know a million people die everyday
Breathin' second hand
smoke

[Napoleon]
The streets dog gave birth
Another nutty
baby
Plus the son of a ghetto widow might make him crazy
On his own since
he 16
Turning the block out
Sleep in the crack house
Making his cash
routes
Fiendin' on the side
This nigga scheming on the side
This
nigga....
Cream is always on his mind
Ain't been the same since he bought
that .9
Promised him a life of crime
But he ain't been the same since he
bought that .9
He was once a child of god
But he ain't been the same
since he bought that .9
Listen to me closely
I'ma tell you how it roast
me
He's a victim of second hand smoke and choking
It's only cause he
lonely cause his father ain't home
Became a victim of the gunsmoke..... he
gone (damn)
Second hand smoke

[Kastro - Chorus]
Suckin' up that
smoke
Fuckin with them folks
You gon' choke
Dog trust me
It ain't
no joke
You know a million people die everyday
Breathin' in second hand
smoke
You gon' croak
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them
folks
You gon' choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
Did you know a
million people die everyday
Breathin' second hand
smoke

[Kastro]
I'm all the way real
And you could see it in my
grill
And I can't chill
Too much my blood don' spilled
I give you the
deal
Just to see if you can feel
I grind for mines
I don't cheat and I
don't steal
I'm about a half a mil from a half a mil
And I'd still be this
real without a rapper deal
And thus.... I fight a truck for a pot of
luck
And bite dust so my kids don't hurt this much
We come a long
way
Still we got lots to learn
We.... toss and turn like a roster
burn
So I'm concerned
Youngster, I'm still amongst ya
We grew up in
the sewer
Raised up in the dumpsters
It's like we all suffer for somebody
other
Born from my daddy to my baby mother
All my folks
All born with
high hopes
Crying.... dying from second hand smoke

[Kastro -
Chorus]
You gon' croak
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them
folks
You gon' choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
Did ou know a
million people die everyday
Breathin' second hand smoke
You gon'
croak
Suckin' up that smoke
Fuckin with them folks
You gon'
choke
Dog trust me
It ain't no joke
Did you know a million people die
everyday
Breathin' second hand smoke