2017.10.21.
[It's] All About the Weed
Hear me now!It's true they don't know, woo
The pipe, man, smoke
And, one to them, bobby, hear me now
It's all about the weed,
How do you love the weed
How goes it farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
It's all about the weed
Of course, I love the weed
How goes it farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
Give me a draw, give me a [marijuana] cigarette
Turn it to [the] east, you make, we make a wish
All those [who] smoke alone make the police crazy
Marijuana, you know, is a Rasta's favourite dish, alright!
And who is going to try to stop the weed flow
Somebody whisper in my ear, ask me how I know
In my garden, I plant and then I have to sow
Open my window, [and] watch my marijuana plant grow
It's all about the weed,
How do you love the weed
How goes farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
Put it [weed] in the store, put it in the market
It's the healing of the nation, so no one oppose it
I have a portion now, wow, sell cross it
Farming people around the world take complete advantage of it
And, the highest grade of weed is in my food.
When you see [me], my brain has completely numbed
Some people around the world stay far from coke,
Use the best trick, you must reach the poor
It's all about the weed,
How do you love the weed
How goes it farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
Jah Jah's sound send the wicked to the curb
It's all about the weed
Of course, I love the weed
How goes farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
My eyes are red like blood
Medicine comes from this substance
My eyes are red like blood
It makes me tired, I smoke as soon as there's a bud
My eyes are red like blood
If you lose, come back as you were
My eyes are red like blood
No bad feelings, police,
nobody would destroy the world
It's all about the weed,
How do you love the weed
How goes it farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
It's all about the weed
Of course, I love the weed
How goes farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved
God's voice sends the wicked to the curb
Give me a draw, give me a [marijuana] cigarette
Turn it to [the] east, you make, we make a wish
All those [who] smoke alone make the police crazy
Marijuana, you know, is a Rasta's favorite dish, alright!
And who is going to try to stop the weed flow
Somebody whisper in my ear, ask me how I know
In my garden, I plant and then I have to sow
Open my window, [and] watch my marijuana plant grow
It's all about the weed,
How do you love the weed
How goes farmer man, come plant my seed
It's good for the nerves, it has to be preserved