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[sound of taking a hit, coughing, hacking and phlegm]

{Kermit the Frog]
You know what's green?

[Pam samples Cypress Hill]
Puff, puffin, puffin, puff, puffin
Puffin' on a blunt

Last night I puffed on my last blunt
Damn that was a stupid stunt
'Cause I done said that ten times befo'
That when my life has come to a crescendo
I will let that endo go
But I'm still kissin' it like I'm under the mistletoe
So here we go, I'm walkin' with a steady swagger
Speakin with a st steady stagger
Preachin' with a souther drawl that sounds like Jimmy Swaggart
Cough them flavored off
Said I know I'm flippin' since the last one G, my laces are tied
So you can't trip with me
I remember 1988, December
Someone said, "Puff on this befo' ya go up in her"
So I did it and I guess it musta did the trick
She enjoyed so I guess musta rived the clit
Felt like a man and I left her with an ego strip
Don't know why, 'cause I couldn't even feel my dick
Ego trip lasted and I'm always gettin' blasted
but it's drastic
'Cause sometimes that shit can help you get your ass kicked
Can't buy with plastic, so I'm off to drain the vein for days
I get complaints, 'cause the neighbors say my house stank
Call myself a saint, 'cause I wont' touch the bowl of boom
I gives a fuck, just don't interrupt my Looney Tunes
This afternoon, 'cause I could find a job anytime
Step off my behind, i'm in a Doobie Brothers state of mind
Run DMC, AT&T yo, they both be illin'
I smoked that blunt for last moths three hundred dollar billin'
And I'm willin' to admit that when provoked I smoke to cope
But if I didn't take a toke I'd be leadin' a street revolt
So I make a mental note
And to my frustration
I decide I can't do shit about the situation
Put the spliff to my lips, flick the bic and it's on hit
Coulda been my last blunt
But I can't quit
"Cause then I have to deal with some motherfuckin' real shit
Squeezin' me tighter than you gotta squeeze a cow tit
But on the flip tip, I know I gotta get a grip
Even though in high school I used to be hip
[coughing]
But shit, I'm hockin' spit like I thought it was worth somethin'
My throat can't take no mo'
No future in my frontin'
But it's rough when you grow up, in the tough men roll joints
That's why I been on the bench for marijuana to this point
But it don't faze me, though
I take it lackadaisical
It takes a while for ways to grow
and get out of the old flow
But I'm an old bro'
I done past two decades
I'm wearin' shades so my eyes don't reveal the red haze
caused by my yung
causes daze like Frankie Beverly
Amazin em back it's tried again, no roaches and no safety pins
Now I'm pennin' rhymes about getting on the wagon
And I get skittish
when I think about how the British put the opium in Asia
Fat one to the tactic gankin' black folks while they haze ya
If your gettin' perved your gettin' served this economic
Like the gin and tonic
Brothers get moronic
From they chronic bionic
And it's ironic
'Cause we're not gettin' fucked up we're just gettin' fucked
Shit outta luck and we're stuck with our mind in a muck
So don't duck the situation, 'cause I used to smoke fat Taylors
'Til I figured out that the ganja was a jailer
Waita minute while I get up in a funky situation
The Coup is coming through and there's no hallucination
So what the fuck they say that junk is good for meditation
And if ya smoke a sack, take some Ex-lax, it's mental constipation
There's no hesitation when I'm talkin' about political friction
Stoppin evictions
Government made afflictions
And I have an addiction
That's a big contradiction
So I must confront it
There ain't no revolution goin' come from a blunt

Put the blunt down, Ooooh
Put the blunt down, Ooh, Ooooh

My parna's uncle's cousin got killed by a shooter
I'm depressed, there's a rumor, Boots is gonna hit the buddha
Mary jane will be alone tonight
The only type of hit in sight comes from Pam the Funkstress
Give it to her

[scratches and samples]

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[sound of taking a hit, coughing, hacking and phlegm]      {Kermit the Frog]   You know what's green?      [Pam samples Cypress Hill]    Puff, puffin, puffin, puff, puffin   Puffin' on a blunt      Last night I puffed on my last blunt   Damn that was a stupid stunt   'Cause I done said that ten times befo'   That when my life has come to a crescendo   I will let that endo go   But I'm still kissin' it like I'm under the mistletoe   So here we go, I'm walkin' with a steady swagger   Speakin with a st steady stagger   Preachin' with a souther drawl that sounds like Jimmy Swaggart   Cough them flavored off   Said I know I'm flippin' since the last one G, my laces are tied   So you can't trip with me   I remember 1988, December   Someone said, "Puff on this befo' ya go up in her"   So I did it and I guess it musta did the trick   She enjoyed so I guess musta rived the clit   Felt like a man and I left her with an ego strip   Don't know why, 'cause I couldn't even feel my dick   Ego trip lasted and I'm always gettin' blasted   but it's drastic   'Cause sometimes that shit can help you get your ass kicked   Can't buy with plastic, so I'm off to drain the vein for days   I get complaints, 'cause the neighbors say my house stank   Call myself a saint, 'cause I wont' touch the bowl of boom   I gives a fuck, just don't interrupt my Looney Tunes   This afternoon, 'cause I could find a job anytime   Step off my behind, i'm in a Doobie Brothers state of mind   Run DMC, AT&T yo, they both be illin'   I smoked that blunt for last moths three hundred dollar billin'   And I'm willin' to admit that when provoked I smoke to cope   But if I didn't take a toke I'd be leadin' a street revolt   So I make a mental note   And to my frustration   I decide I can't do shit about the situation   Put the spliff to my lips, flick the bic and it's on hit   Coulda been my last blunt   But I can't quit   "Cause then I have to deal with some motherfuckin' real shit   Squeezin' me tighter than you gotta squeeze a cow tit   But on the flip tip, I know I gotta get a grip   Even though in high school I used to be hip   [coughing]   But shit, I'm hockin' spit like I thought it was worth somethin'   My throat can't take no mo'   No future in my frontin'   But it's rough when you grow up, in the tough men roll joints   That's why I been on the bench for marijuana to this point   But it don't faze me, though   I take it lackadaisical   It takes a while for ways to grow   and get out of the old flow   But I'm an old bro'   I done past two decades   I'm wearin' shades so my eyes don't reveal the red haze   caused by my yung   causes daze like Frankie Beverly   Amazin em back it's tried again, no roaches and no safety pins   Now I'm pennin' rhymes about getting on the wagon   And I get skittish   when I think about how the British put the opium in Asia   Fat one to the tactic gankin' black folks while they haze ya   If your gettin' perved your gettin' served this economic   Like the gin and tonic   Brothers get moronic   From they chronic bionic   And it's ironic   'Cause we're not gettin' fucked up we're just gettin' fucked   Shit outta luck and we're stuck with our mind in a muck   So don't duck the situation, 'cause I used to smoke fat Taylors   'Til I figured out that the ganja was a jailer   Waita minute while I get up in a funky situation   The Coup is coming through and there's no hallucination   So what the fuck they say that junk is good for meditation   And if ya smoke a sack, take some Ex-lax, it's mental constipation   There's no hesitation when I'm talkin' about political friction   Stoppin evictions   Government made afflictions   And I have an addiction   That's a big contradiction   So I must confront it   There ain't no revolution goin' come from a blunt      Put the blunt down, Ooooh   Put the blunt down, Ooh, Ooooh      My parna's uncle's cousin got killed by a shooter   I'm depressed, there's a rumor, Boots is gonna hit the buddha   Mary jane will be alone tonight   The only type of hit in sight comes from Pam the Funkstress   Give it to her      [scratches and samples]      Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah, yeah, yeah