Puff the Police

Yeah yeah this is my new strain of weed!

[Verse 1]
This is my new strain of weeed, I call it "Fuck The Police"!
I call it shut your mouth officer and get down on your knees
Now put down your weapons please and puff on this green
Then quick take off your uniform quick bow down to me
T to the Soom please the officer squeals
Whe we get outta here you're going to jail little T
I said listen little piggy I've got weed that'll make you dizzy
Inhale it then exhale it get up high and let it be

[Hook]
Puff the police, hear me now, hear my sound
And I said, puff the police, yeah puff on puff on it now
Yeah I'm telling the police to skin up and get down
And puff the police
And puff the police

[Verse 2]
You will see, you will be free from the chains of the beast
That enslaved your weakened mind. Puff on this, wicked police
It'll make you want to leave the laws that tell you what to breathe
When only side effects from puffing is being able to see clear
And yeah it tells me things that make my head ring ring
Like a record playing at high speed 200 BPM spin
If you get arrested expect your mates to rub it in
When you know it's just the weed you need that you'll be coveting

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

See the world in a different way, a different strain
A different winding, grinding inside of a dark cave. Let it reign
Where you'll be safe-puffing a safe place
Let me take you there and higher than a sleep in deep space
Where the real nump to the T's they never get me
Because I let the puff read let the triple X bury me
In thoughts, lines, wicked times. I'm rocking out in dreams
Seeing though the lies now I'm seeing through the mean green

[Hook]