The Celebration

Damnation is upon usKnow you not the celebration has begun?Let me welcome you to hellThe finest joke the scriptures tellWhile you laugh your fucking ass offGive this dank a little smellSee the world is wound in sorrowSaturated with the motionsIf your down to lose controlLet my boy juicy show you how we roll itLight it, smoke it, hold itAnd let it out slowLight it, smoke it, hold itAnd let it out slowThen it all just fades to the backOf the brain and every little conflictFeels it wasn't really there in the first place.No it wasn't really worthAll the stress of the worst days.You know what time is. Hit it up.Four twenty. Give it up. Young life. Live it up.Smoke slow. Toke it up. Tune low. Bring it up.One more. Make it up. Break down. Beat it upDamnation is upon usThe celebration has begunThen it all just fades to the backOf the brain and every little conflictFeels it wasn't really there in the first place.No it wasn't really worthAll the stress of the worst days.You know what time is. Hit it up.Four twenty. Give it up. Young life. Live it up.Smoke slow. Toke it up. Tune low. Bring it up.One more. Make it up. Break down. Beat it upDamnation is upon usSo hit this fucking bluntMother earth lend us your seedFrom the ground we smoke these sticky treesThe west coast purp to the east coast greenWill you fill us with your thcWhen you pass on the pipe you pass on the peaceAn escape from the torment that this world bringsFresh air to the lungs the taste of freedom breathesLet me welcome you to hellThe finest joke the scriptures tellWhile you laugh your fucking ass offGive this dank a little smellSee the world is wound in sorrow,Conflict, money, nonsense, politicsBut nothing can't be curedBy a few sweet holy bong ripsDamnation is upon usSo hit this fucking bluntDamnation is upon usDamnation is upon usKnow you not the celebration has begun?