Scratch it up Get the papers, roll it up Spark it up, Light it up Inhale, Exhale (exhale) What? A-V-E-N C-O-T-S Mr.Cream, What? Check, uh There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Es pura) There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Smoking Buddah) There is rain There is sun, like Dead Prez There is cheeba cheeba For the pot heads, yo There's reality and people in a dream Like "You got the cake" But you, missing the cream Roll a few, when you listen to this rap show And feel the jam when I bussa bussa flow yo Cuz' you don't know when I come with A-V-N Rollin' up at CNN, like the shit Know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) I'm from the stars, G I'm higher than a kite 1 or 2 or 3 AM go down and grab a bite I told myself, "Roll another", I said, "Alright" That's the description Of my morning, day and night I love the green and I had to tell the world That I'm loyal to this scene And the one and only girl Mary Jane State of Mind With a smile Always the best times There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Es pura) There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Got that Cheeba, Cheeba) There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Es pura) There's a last blunt Nigga, Imma roll it now (Smoking Buddah) And I'm out