Homies 2 Smoke With - Intellectual

[Intro: Violent J]

Here I Go (Damn)

Just stick to this road, huh?

[Verse 1: Violent J & Monoxide]

Fuck it, I thought I'm sold, I strolled on down the road

In C-Walk mode to the wizard I'm told

But hold up, this road fucked with twist and turns

I'm having no luck as my vanilla blunt burns

I'm seein' trees with faces, bushes that walk

And as far as I can see, nobody drawn in chalk

And the sky's bright green sometimes it's kinda pink

I'ma twist another blunt here, sit down and think

How the fuck, what the fuck, and who the fuck, and when

What the fuck I'm doin' here? I would've figured the pen

Then again, I gotta get the fuck home, before long

'Cause the first of the month is coming on, I'm gone

Let me spark my shit right quick, I'm outta here

Yo homie, let me get a hit of that blunt! Fuck yeah

Wait a minute, who said that? Looked around everywhere

And I heard somebody singin' over there, so clear, he went

[Chorus: Monoxide & Violent J]

I don't need a brain, don't need anything

I just want somebody to smoke with

Who said that? Who said that?

Stuck up on this thing, with no fucking gains

I just want somebody to smoke with

Who said that? Well, I said that

[Verse 2: Violent J & Monoxide]

Look at this shit, I'm talkin' to a scarecrow stuck on a stick

Askin' me for a hit right quick

Shit, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can't front

But the wizard gots all you want

You can smoke off his tundra, they say it's the thunder

And he could have King Kong smoked under the wonder

I'm going there now and gettin' me some

And plus the wizard gonna get my ass home, he's on

It would be the shit, big homie, if I could walk with you

And talk with you and get up on a fat bag or two

'Cause I've been hanging from this pole for so long

And smoking on homegrown, my headache is full-blown

I ain't the smartest scarecrow with a hat

But if you lift that little latch, then I gon' crash into a pumpkin patch

Don't leave me hanging big homie, just pull the lever

So we can just get to walkin' the yellow alley together, 'cause

[Chorus: Monoxide & Violent J]

I don't need a brain, don't need anything

I just want somebody to smoke with

And I'm with, and I'm with that

Man, it ain't no thang, we can smoke the gans

But you gotta put somethin' on it

And I'm with that, you know I'm with that

[Verse 3: Violent J & Monoxide]

I helped set his ass free, he slipped off

Then his fuckin' leg ripped off

And he was like, "Don't mind that shit dog, it ain't nothin' at all

Just a little bit of stuffin' and straw"

Hey Paul, I mean Scarecrow, yo

Don't ask if I ever tried smokin myself, no

I only thought with the hay, okay, anyway

Let's get you some real shit down the yellow brick alleyway

[Chorus: Violent J, Monoxide & Violent J]