Anotha One Lyrics by Apollo Brown OC

Anotha One Lyrics


    [Intro: O.C.]
    {*lighter clicks*}
    Yeah, lemme get this... EZ Wider ready and shit
    Roll up this nice fatty, get it ready to spark...
    Nah~! I ain't sharin this shit with nobody
    This is for me man, I had a hard fuckin day man, fuck that
    Check..

    [O.C.]
    Another hard day's workin that 9 to 5
    Blue-collar dollars for the fam which I provide
    Not a white picket fence, yet it all makes sense
    To unwind from bein tense, light up the incense,h uh
    Choose a Guinness over 'gnac
    Brown suds, twist the bud, wind down, gimme a nice buzz
    Few tokes, eyes closed, inhale nice and slow
    Got the salad rolled, the Bambu
    Electric, Relaxation
    On, Mother Nature's volume straight from the earth
    Got that medicine flowin through my veins since birth
    Unprescribed seeds come and go with the green
    Personal use, not for sale, purchase a nice bale
    Rather spend it on this than buyin some cocktails
    Yes indeed, the essence I breathe
    is a pleasure I crave when I light up and blaze

    [Chorus along w/ weed-smokin' ad-libs in background]
    When it's down to the roach, I light anotha one
    When it's down to the roach, I light anotha one
    When it's down to the roach, I light anotha one
    Before the joint gets small as a roach, I spark anotha one

    [O.C.]
    Ey, smoke breaks are few and far between
    Recreational time when I'm schemin
    In the confines of my backyard, no worries
    to be on guard, surrounded by the fences tall
    Kids in the crib, my wiz mind her own biz
    Her time is her time, knowin his is his
    Lettin me live, it's nothin in this world like havin
    the peace of mind, that place all peace and calm
    Lounging, with my feet up
    White and grey shell-toe Adidas
    Chillin, sweats on, the wife-beater
    Mac and my laptop, slingbox connect
    Watch Jeter hit a home run over the fence
    That's when I rolled another doobie, ain't no "puff puff pass"
    Every now and again I mix weed with hash
    Yes indeed, the essence I breathe
    be that pleasure I crave when I light up to blaze

    [Chorus]

    [O.C.]
    That THC, qualifies me for a Ph.D
    cause I'm hands-on when I study
    Blowing smoke in my study, thick as a fog
    on a midsummer's night, when the weather is warm
    Me nah fuck wit the bomb cause it's too strong
    Especially when it's Arizona Gold from Tuscon
    No, sticks and stems, just heavy sour
    Hawaiian Eye, puff on spliffs of Maui
    Blowin that bubblegum, calm, not troublesome
    The weed man lovin him, greetin him, not mean-muggin him
    Twistin pretzels minus the salt
    I'm as high as a gymnast doin flips and somersaults
    Tranquil as my feet in the sands of Antigua
    Lifted off the kick of the stance of Sonny Cheeba
    Yes indeed, the essence I breathe
    be that pleasure I crave when I spark and blaze

    [Chorus]

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