This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise your ganja rights
These are the ganja days
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And recognize
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise their ganja rights
These are the ganja days
Now everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And open eyes
Talk about Irie, talk about me
They talk about everything wrong in the world
I'm wondering why no one talking the peace
Is there nobody that wants the same thing
No more plain jane
No more feeling of negative energy up in the brain, man
No more government sniffing our main gang
I'm leveling with ya when I be writing these raps
We need to remain stoned and snipe prone
Stay bridging the gaps
Yeah, 2011 is when it all claps
When a lot of the naysayers are taking their naps
Hahaha
Imagine a world where you pick up a paper printed on hemp
And read about what's really going on around you
None of the stories that today are making news make any sense
We're so consumed with fake reality that ain't true
Acting like a bunch of confused individuals
Instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a funeral
The death of what we knew as normal has come
So it's time for us to break the mold and start on another one
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise your ganja rights
These are the ganja days
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And recognize
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise their ganja rights
These are the ganja days
Now everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And open eyes
I used to stress about a lot of things coming up
Hustling, slangin' buds, anything to hit my nut
A savage beast, running in the underworld
Firearms, dirty money, punk rock and rip curls
Started putting fertilizer in the big tubs
Hooking up, lighting systems, throwing pounds of killer buds
I never thought the gravy train would ever stop
Never thought I'd see the day when Kottonmouth Kings would pop
But the cops must have had a different plan
Kicked down my front door, ski masks, guns in hand
Goddamn, now I'm facing nine to ten
Looking back, thinking if I had to do it all again
I caught a break, released back to the streets
Put my energy into writing songs and making beats
Thanks and praise, everyday's a ganja day
Ganja days, thanks for the ganja days
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise your ganja rights
These are the ganja days
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And recognize
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise their ganja rights
These are the ganja days
Now everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And open eyes
Ganja ways, my ganja days
Ganja, ganja forever in my mind it stays
You're not alone, so many of us out here
Let's come together, we can surely make the doubt clear
So rectify a better vibe
A longer lasting set of rules we'll even reapply
And always know you're in the right when you be puffing down
You're with the Kottonmouth Kings way above the ground
Hey G, taste this
Smell this thug, it's the best
Pour it up, it's a big ol' bag
Crack this bitch out the back
Out the park, know we spark
Apple pipes in the dark
How we do all the time
Each and every day we smoking kine
Each and every day we roll it up
(Ganja, roll it up)
Each and every day we smoke it up
(Ganja, smoke it up)
Nobody gets higher than I
I'm King Selassie I
Up in the clouds over the seas
Soaring the skies I preach the peace
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise your ganja rights
These are the ganja days
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And recognize
This is the ganja night
Now all my people exercise their ganja rights
These are the ganja days
Now everybody flex upon your ganja ways
And open eyes
I wanna get high with you
Spend a little time in the afternoon
Just relax, slow the groove
I wanna get high with you
I wanna get high with you
Spend a little time in the afternoon
Just relax, slow the groove
I wanna get high with you
Oh ganja