Hydroponic lyrics

[Intro:] Groove as your soul sings.
Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody

Welcome to this groove you can move right
We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire
I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor
Writing tunes livin' on a commune
Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others
Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny

I'm in a good way on a bad day.
Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it.
Nailin' in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin' nothin'.
Which is what. I done so far but I carve a niche
which sits in my good things brain.
Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay.

[Chorus:]
Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive you insane.

Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me
You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me
I'm on a mission
To set straight
The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate
to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40
How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about.
I just freak out

All through the scandel
Of the small own scene I always handle
You like to think my spirit is weak
I thought you knew I thought you knew,
it was gonna be this way I guess
I thought that cuz I told you every day
I know you're tryin' to suck my soul
Oh
Well I'm sick of the chinks and
I'm sick of the bars
I'm sick of the sea and blows to the stars
I'm sad yea its getting me mad Hah,

Story time
Sways away the haze
They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming
Pay tribute to the few we look up to
Come again
You my soul fool
Who will know us but our brothers
Those who down with us are thinking
New school, tip top, pound the feeble
Walking and talking
Low down and evil
Follow me now
Yo Vato
The nix hex is on

Would everybody just look at the hook

Here I sit in idle envy
T.V. show still holds me in
thin steel creases my (??)
begging to begin

And then it hits me
and then I see, then I see
today my love, we shall let the world slide
for we, will never be
younger again

Well, I'm tired of the ladies and the stupid excuses
sitting on my ass makes me feel useless
earth accelerate, hurry up and turn that's right

[Intro:] Groove as your soul sings.
Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody

Welcome to this groove you can move right
We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire
I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor
Writing tunes livin' on a commune
Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others
Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny

I'm in a good way on a bad day.
Thinking of a plan a way to stay on top of it.
Nailin' in I have a fit if I sit, sit doin' nothin'.
Which is what. I done so far but I carve a niche
which sits in my good things brain.
Layin' the tracks like a loco mo, spark the Jay.

[Chorus:]
Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive you insane.

Let the games begin if you wanna fuck with me
You can't disturb the course of P & C & T & D & me
I'm on a mission
To set straight
The vice, the curse, the date, the gate relate
to this. I insist B it's weak to dis see I'm runna up so suckers stick to your 40
How could I give a damn, give a damn if you approve what it's about.
I just freak out

All through the scandel
Of the small own scene I always handle
You like to think my spirit is weak
I thought you knew I thought you knew,
it was gonna be this way I guess
I thought that cuz I told you every day
I know you're tryin' to suck my soul
Oh
Well I'm sick of the chinks and
I'm sick of the bars
I'm sick of the sea and blows to the stars
I'm sad yea its getting me mad Hah,

Story time
Sways away the haze
They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming
Pay tribute to the few we look up to
Come again
You my soul fool
Who will know us but our brothers
Those who down with us are thinking
New school, tip top, pound the feeble
Walking and talking
Low down and evil
Follow me now
Yo Vato
The nix hex is on

Would everybody just look at the hook

Here I sit in idle envy
T.V. show still holds me in
thin steel creases my (??)
begging to begin

And then it hits me
and then I see, then I see
today my love, we shall let the world slide
for we, will never be
younger again

Well, I'm tired of the ladies and the stupid excuses
sitting on my ass makes me feel useless
earth accelerate, hurry up and turn that's right

Sunshine
Are you outside?
I am a simpleton by choice
not speaking to hear my voice
Sunshine
Why are you sleeping?
Gotta get outside

Cover the ground on foot
Not hitching around your spur
Over the river and trough the woods
I've come this far to bring in the goods
I get high, even when I don't try
Let 'em pass by with a wink to the eye
I reserve the right to be stoned

Purified sounds brush 'em on like paint
teenage dream to work with Ron Saint
home he ain't, we layin' tracks in Cali
the dude is excitable like a pep rally
since the days of the Eds in the westside
keeping it real, got nothing to hide
now we are a number, there is none greater
take me outside king, yo peace see ya later

Let's step out tonight, all night
the groove is soothin'

Brainstorm, take me away from the norm'
I've got to tell you something
This phenomenon, I had to put it in a song
and it goes like...

(chorus)
Whoa. Amber is the color of your energy
Whoa. Shades of gold display naturally

You wanna know hwat brings me here. Mmmmm...
You glide through my head, blind to fear
and I know I....

(chorus)X2

You live too far away

Music: Sexton; Lyrics: Hexum/Martinez

This one is dedicated to the excitable ones
Not the possums playing dead messing with my head
"X" amount of action, "X" amount of games
For years again I tell you the same, ooh ooh ooo

Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo
that I'm seein every single night I'm out
Bustin' head for it but your's gets busted right back

Who's Got the Herb

2 for 1, 5 for 4, half ounces

Quarter pounds, LB's and kilos

What are we looking for

Sinsemilla
What are we hoping for

What are we hoping for

Sinsemilla

Who's got the herb is what the young boys ask me

Who's got the herb and then elders tell me

Who's got the herb is what the young girls ask me

Whos' got the herb not thee dread-locks

Skunk, bud, indica

Talkin shit like shut up and listen to me

Because cutting through the crap is my speciality

Like a bomb I'm dropping yes a ton of lead

You're trying to figure out the last thing I said

I'm a redwood I love to be a tree yes I'm a druid
My words are flowing out like a fluid

Never give in never conform

I'll be bustin' out rhymes in a triplet form

Dead leaves on the trees in spring

I'm all right I feel real light

I don't live a life that's uptight

Where there's fight there's struggling

I can't walk through the world

Without offering questions
What's my direction

Breakin' the grip of depression

There comes a day when you let THINGS go

There comes a time to a rock show

You know the time that you feel

THAT nothing else really matters

Oh, a whole new way of looking at things

The way you react to phone rings

The way it feels when you just let it flow

Sometimes I wonder just how it could be
To take care of it before we see

It off the rails

I think that you should know

You never cease to amaze me

You keep me from going crazy

And thatâs one thing I know for sure

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am home again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am young again

Whenever I'm alone with you

You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away, I will always love you

However long I stay, I will always love you