u put forward a challenge my man,
so heres my reply about amsterdam,
its the city of love, the city of killer bud,
with hash as dark as blood,

went just after my sweet 18,
must have smoked a pound of green,
me and my boys smoke till were lean,
cause were the true chronic team,

walked past a some police getting high,
said damn my man where do i give that a try,
he said walk straight ahead and take a right,
so i said bye and left the pig behind,

walk into this coffe shop,
must have been bout 8 o'clock,
went up to the counter and gave it a knock,
told the propierter i needed something to get higher,

he said this shit will make u sick,
makes white widow look like shit,
we call this the holly grail,
the high comes up slow like a snail,

within in a few minutes ur right in it,
and then the whole world starts spinnin,
and u cant stop urself grinning,
then ur tongue feels like month old lbed linen,

but i must confess that shit passed the test,
out of all i smoked that was best,
i can still see it my head,
everynight before i go to bed.