THE JOINT

Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Yo, who's got the joint, we all got the joint We all are point, we all are point Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Where it went, probably fell out your ear Well I'm a look behind the couch finding all kinds of shit Hair pins, erasers, crumpled up pieces of paper Broken papers and a half pack of grits Put down the phone walking up the stairs Could be still camouflaged hiding in my hair Behind my ear nestled in the back, but it ain't I know because I checked, I'm still searching for the dank You probably threw it out with your old pack of cigarettes Look in the trash can you're as high as you get Sometimes you forget smoking one two many hits About to look in my caddy down the walkway bricks I jump out the screen door, mac light in hand Searching down the alley I lead into my van I hit the alarm and the door just slides I check from front to back and side to side Then I let the Alpine play Got the six disc changer, readout display Call my boy Dave who gets paid to skate Ring hello I think it fell by your gate Well it's not in my van, so I check my jeep Limited edition, with my 411 seats Looked in the ashtray and only found a roach I was so fuckin' high, I forgot that we had smoked Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Yo, who's got the joint, we all got the joint We all are point, we all are point Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around get clouded disappear like hocus pocus Kings claim tokers royalty smokers Come around it disappear like hocus pocus I get amped up in different states of mind I hear the depth from a truck as I prepare my rhyme Sometimes I'm real high besides I don't lie Look at all these phony people tryin' to make some pie Yeah you're sly in your flashy suits You sell - outs get the fuck out of here, bail out I rock hemp and silver I got a eighty five caddy Give a fuck about the billboard You're livin' large with your three car garage Your Ferrari, Lamborghini, guitars I smoke logs the laws, keep you guessin Up in trees like a bird nestin', loungin' You'd be amazed how I'm stuffin', it's a blessin' Lookin' over my ground Eyes like an owl, head rotates around 360 degrees in search of Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Yo, who's got the joint, we all got the joint We all are point, we all are point Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Yo, I got the joint and it's rolled with precision Precisely sliced, end to end, surgical incision It's like religion, my blunt rolling routine It's a process and yet it comes guaranteed By me, be who, motherfuckin' Johnny Rictor If you late on the rent then call me Johnny The Evictor To play with my money is to play with my emotions Like tokens in Vegas, your ass is cash I got incredible dank loads lingers out the chamber High blowing smoke unbelievable taste Jack Front heavy loss seeing stars in space Laced up to the moon, Pluto then Neptune The earth is the greenest smoking bong loads in Venus It's the rings of Saturn, be it lost in space Home base is the place we blaze the most weed I gots the joint it's the bomb asst weed Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Yo, who's got the joint, we all got the joint We all are point, we all are point Yo, you gots the joint, I gots the joint Just the player with the big hair baby confide Still bump and get high constantly red eyed 12 - 28 throw my bitches inside 16 - 0 - 5 with the homies reside We fly first class with no ice on the wrist Rockin' vertebrae with the chains on the hips Saggin' jeans DC pocket full of weed I got what you want tell me what you need And I'll proceed to break out the pound, break it down Got connection BC, Cali, and Chi-town Whether up north down, south and in between Red purple herbs with a lizard green I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around get clouded disappear like hocus pocus Kings claim tokers royalty smokers Come around it disappear like hocus pocus Yo, who's that peeping in the window Hope it's not the po po's 'cause then their gonna see my crops I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around get clouded disappear like hocus pocus Kings claim tokers royalty smokers Come around it disappear like hocus pocus I got the joint but you ain't gonna smoke it Come around get clouded disappear like hocus pocus Kings claim tokers royalty smokers Come around it disappear like hocus pocus