"Weed" lyrics - DE LA SOUL

[Announcer:]
And you thought ghost weed was only for the thugs?
Hey hoe! (what?) yeaaaaah you hoe! (oh yeah me true true)
You can be down too!

*****
Yo yo, whatever to that
I got this thought shit right here yo, black thought
I got that shit down pat
Check hold on hold on let me hit that [inhales]
(Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Got that thought shit yo, yo bust it bust it
Bout to freak that shit
*****

[Black thought:]
Check me out yo, yo, check it out
Uhh, as we descend upon the city of schemes
See the image fadin into view from a black screen
A frail grandmother pack a heavy mac-teen
We fiend slash machines in the struggle and things..
.. bloody denim scuff knuckle and things
Sucker-punchin fake rappers forcin me to take it to the extreme
Oh you real son well whattayou mean?

How you real when you hustlin dreams?
How you feel like you f**kin with me?
Now burn the 5th militia flame-thrower
The mic soldier, takin things over
You're not sober, consider thinking things over, relax
We bout to spit it all over the track, yo

*****
What can't have any girl doin black thought
(Ghost weeeeeeeeeeeeeeed!)
Don't even listen to him, don't sweat it
Word yo!

[Announcer:]
Ghost weed, it's not like wow, it's like whoa!

[Disclaimer:]
Ghost weed has been brought to you by whack tobacc' incorporated
A subsidiary of move your ass products
Remember when using ghost weed
Be sure to apply the puff-puff-pass or brain damage may occur
Results of our product do not include platinum plaques
Void were prohibited