Weed Burner

Cough your way
Through the haze
And blast speakers
Shouting our waves

Away it blaze the fire
Make it burn them

We will fuck you up
No need to stop
Or pause the music
To refuel

Our joints and buds
Are that much more
Cruel

Machete in hand
Cut down the land
Slash and burn
Dragon in hand

Crops rolled by fingers
In lips they linger

Away it blaze the fire
Make it burn them

Char their bodies the
Warlords controlling
Meadows of good vibes
With rifles and shotguns

Deliver them gold
Drench in napalm
As they fire at you
Burning all the while

Flesh boils
Weed burns

Making the way
Through the fields
Gods of the forge
Men of perdition
Can’t think of a thing
Through this vision
But to keep up the yield
Carry the mission

Away it blaze the fire
Make it burn them

This vibe we wield
So confident
Music steps up
To be so bold

We will fuck you up
No need to stop
Or pause the music
To refuel

Away it blaze the fire
Make it burn them

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