N.aimless - Chronic in the jar

Chronic in the jar
Kill 'em like a star
Smoke 'em if you got em
Hit 'em with a bar
Rosing in the dram
Feeling like the man
Smoke it if you got it
Pass it to ya fam
Chronic in the jar
Kill em like a star
Smoke 'em if you got em
Hit 'em with a bar
Rosing in the dram
Feeling like the man
Damn

Hit 'em with a bar
I used to be bizarre
An idiot
I was smoking milligrams of tar
Life was looking dark
Pills, and crystal shards
Opiate for the masses, I was fishing for a shark
Now I'm cleaner than an
Essential worker during corona virus
Sanitized and sterilized
But still walk by with stoney eyelids
Chronic is my anti-drug
Instead of popping pills by the handful
I just fill my hands with buds
Wedding cake baked now I'm married to the buzz
Used to carry drugs, and a pistol full of slugs
In case the jackers hit the plug
Now I carry love and a pocket full of nugs
In case you wanna smoke one up
Load it up
Sneak a toke
Instead of drugs that bleed you slow
And eat your soul
Grab a wrap and some weed to roll
And let's go


Chronic in the jar
Kill em like a star
Smoke 'em if you got em
Then hit 'em with a bar
Rosin in the dram
Feelin like the man
Smoke it if you got it
Then pass it to ya fam
Chronic in the jar
Kill em like a star
Smoke 'em if you got em
Hit 'em with a bar
Rosin in the dram
Feelin like the man
Damn

We bout to
Light up the gas
Drop in the hash
Puff it and pass
What's in the stash
Got, the bubble from bags
Got, the bud by the pack
Got, the wax by the gram
Now I relax like the man
Keep it chill on that dad vibe
But still might have a bag in the van
If you ask right
Never been known to NOT pass pipes
Never been known to NOT pass by
Smelling like hash, I
Love to just live
And I laugh just to pass time

I remember smoking on afghanis' finest Hashish
Rolled into a spliff, up in the warm Italian mountains
Plus the stash my homie grew
Himself was just astounding
They say a friend with weed's a friend indeed
I found him
Everywhere I go I'm meeting stoners by the thousand
Bouncing, rolling ounces
Getting dirty like my downstem
Strawberry banana is it chronic or a Fanta
That Cake mix tasty
But we ain't making pastries
Chemmy Jones got me woke
Top it with some chocolope
Cheese train haze made me
Float had to cop an O
Name your own strain it's a really fun game
Grape ape mixed with Tangie call that shit orangutang
Dang
But they probably already
Did that mane
Chronic in the jar

Writers: Andrew Camilli

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