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Kottonmouth Kings

Rest of My Life
Lyricist:Doug Carrion, Ricardo Armando Gaez, Timothy Mc Nutt, Dustin Garrett Miller, Brad Xavier

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
You can find me postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See some people gave in but I ain’t given up this fight

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
Find me old postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See I’m in love with Mary Jane, I’m gonna make her my wife
Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the rest of my life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the rest of my life

Sometimes I wanna get high
Travel up away to the beautiful skies
Float away and hope to never come down
Hope to see the day that I never come down

‘Cause what goes up is always bound to fall
All I’m trying to say is that I live my life raw
Gonna smoke weed the rest of my life
And give all I got till the day that I die, yeah, yeah

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
You can find me postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See some people gave in but I ain’t given up this fight

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
Find me old postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See I’m in love with Mary Jane, I’m gonna make her my wife, yeah

You can’t see what you’re not lookin’ for
When I look in the mirror I feel so low
I see my eyes and I feel the glow
I know I can make do, let’s bless the sole
Show my love and let myself go, wow

Everybody knows that I spit these flows
And I drink my beer, smoke my weed
But my head’s in the clear
Show your love respect the one your dreamin’ of, oh

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
You can find me postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See some people gave in but I ain’t given up this fight

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
Find me old postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See I’m in love with Mary Jane, I’m gonna make her my wife
Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the rest of my life
Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the rest of my life

Let us plant trees that bear positive fruits
And nourish our youth with compassionate truth
That enlighten the minds to the deepest roots
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All the way to the core where the soul can stay true

Where I can walk free with a joint in my hand
And I can plant plants right upon my land
Help understand these are nature’s law’s
My creator had visions in the things He saw

Yeah, he saw, yeah, yeah
My creator had visions in the things he saw
Yeah, he saw, yeah, yeah
My creator had visions in the things he saw

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
You can find me postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See some people gave in but I ain’t given up this fight

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
Find me old postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See I’m in love with Mary Jane, I’m gonna make her my wife, yeah

Now, when the love is lost and your spirits are low
The world’s closing in around, you got no place to go
You’ve done all that you could to ease and please another soul
And in the end you’re in the cold, another sad story told

That’s why I make my own decisions on how I’m livin’
Try to get by with the knowledge that I’m given
Can’t make me believe ’cause a tree is a tree
And when my soul bleeds, the color that I’m spillin’ is green

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
You can find me postin’ on my porch tokin’ on a pipe
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life
See I’m in love with Mary Jane, I’m gonna make her my wife, yeah

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
For the rest of my life
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
For the rest of my life

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
For the rest of my life
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
For the rest of my life

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
It’s my life
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
It’s my life

I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
For the best of my life
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
It’s my life
I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my life, yeah
It’s my life

Rest of My Life Lyricist:Doug Carrion, Ricardo Armando Gaez, Timothy Mc Nutt, Dustin Garrett Miller, Brad Xavier I’m gonna smoke weed for the rest of my l

I Smoked Weed for the First Time and It Changed My Life (and Yours)

There will be joy. Oh yes, there will be joy.

Humiliate them until they dissolve in shame and fear.

Many secrets were revealed to me the day I first held my joint aloft, inhaled and said, “By the power of 4:20!” Or was that a cartoon? Doesn’t matter. As I have now come to realize, cartoons contain deeply embedded truths woven from the fabric of time and space. Which is all one organism. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

The day I first inhaled the fumes of the sativa leaf, or as I have come to know it, the “truth-unmasking vapor,” began like any other. I arose bright and early at 1 p.m., browsed the online job listings and yelled at people who are wrong on Facebook for maybe two hours after that. I walked down to the local dispensary, where, due to changed California law, all purchases are now quasi-legal. I’d been meaning to try the experience for a long time, but I just never got around to it, and somehow when I tell people that, they just laugh and say it’ll be perfect for me. I still don’t know why.

I came home with one joint, sparked up, and breathed deeply. The first breath of my rebirth into knowledge. Soon thereafter came the hunger… for more thoughts, insights, and everything the universe could teach me. But more immediately, for Corn Pops. As the small, yellow, boulder-like cereal pieces fell into the milk, I thought upon the landslides and tectonic shifts that gave birth to our world as we know it. I mused upon the sweetness of flavor, borne of corn syrup. Corn, sweetened by corn? How advanced was this crop that it could distill its own flavor-enhancer? How superior would we be as humans if we could sweat human syrup? And what does this mean for the versatility of corn itself? Could we make plastics from it? Adhesives? Fabrics? Biofuel? I have seen this future, and we can. The world will change once everybody knows. And oops… I just revealed it. I am the vessel.

Determined to put my new plant-based insights to the test, I was stopped in my path–literally–by my shoes. They were unlaced. And get this: to change that state of being, you must intertwine two paths, make a loop (symbolizing unending time), wrap around that loop in mimickry of a human lifespan through infinite time, and then pull it through, in a final move that represents the transcendence from a corporeal vessel to an eternal soul’s life everlasting. What I realized about the universe while tying my shoes was arguably the greatest experience of enlightenment in my life. Besides that time I asked my wife to marry me, I guess.

Feeling as though I was being watched by the unyielding eye of the cosmos, I turned around to see my shelf full of Funko Pop figures. All staring. All unblinking. The universe is waiting to see what YOU are going to do, and this became clear. This was Funko’s plan all along: to provide that level of knowledge and make it come to you organically, rather than in a proprietary scripture. As I ran my fingers across their smooth faces, I realized just how many hands had to provide the color and texture and deep, dark gravity wells of their eyes to ensure that I, personally, would have this experience today. And then share it with you.

My mind now open to the possibilities, I quickly sought the source of a strange odor percolating through my hallway. Following it to the emanation point, I perceived my cat’s litter box in a whole new light. For what are zen sand gardens if not litter boxes raked with more intellectual claws? What are the rocks but turds that have hardened over millennia?

There was nothing else to do but race across my apartment at what felt like infinite miles per hour through an endless corridor filled with water. If one inhalation brought on so many realizations, imagine what another could do! I lit the joint again…

Many secrets were revealed to me the day I first held my joint aloft, inhaled and said, "By the power of 4:20!" Or was that a cartoon? Doesn't matter. I smoked weed for the first time, and it was amazing!