Lets make a Canna-Rap

Fuck two lines i'm comming with that sick shit
Empty my sack then roll it and twist it
I'm a sick kid i rhyme with the sickness
Shit so sick it's got you wanting to hit this
As a kid
I'd laze and make comics maybe play sonic
now i lace bong hits j's and blaze chronic
I'm heaven sent speaking with expirience
And coming to warn ya
Watch out for marijuana,
Shits comming to harm ya
The destroyer of youth
I read that on the net so i know its the truth
Forget the propaganda and pass me the zoot
If you take my sack you'll be catching a boot
It gows on a plant so i call it a fruit
You said it leads to death now you standing there mute

People ask me
Why do I smoke
I reply after taking a toke
That feelin i get from Mary Jane
Clearing that bong, THC's in my brain
I love to be stoned
Comtemplating life
Aspirations of the future
Blazing with my wife
I wanna learn the guitar
Tell stories i create
Smoke the ganja, counter hate.
Peace and love for you and I
That is why, that is why...

Hey you guys know I got the beat right.

Ma friends don't come here any more,
they can't take no shit but they know the score
just leave me alone with ma skunky whore
And I'll just fade away.

NCM

everday smokin herb
from a j, from my burb
excuse me a sec while i light my blunt
this is a beat, uh, you can't touch. (lol mchammer<3)