rollin' up and blowin' all day

smoker's anthem by z-ro
original
chopped and screwed


the second to last track on the second chopped and screwed mix given to me, i can't remember when, i never really listened to it. in fact, i never even made it past the middle of the first mix. BIG MISTAKE. ( i just had to restart the song (of course i'm listening while i write) and put on my headphones - it's just not the same unless it's bumping in my ears) one thing that really draws me to c/s music, it pounds in your blood unlike any other beat. this is one song in which the parts that are repeated are impeccable. when the first line of the chorus begins it's insane, then you get to hear it again, and again. just to drive the point home. i love the way rolling blunts is described in the lyrics. i used to sit in my room after i got home from school and before going to work, just listening to this song and another by h.a.w.k. and rolling a cigarillo. but i could never get the words right, it didn't bother me for a while, i got the gist of it. but eventually i had to find out, and i was intensely curious about what the song sounded like without being slowed. i was pretty floored after downloading z-ro vs the world. the song is SO different. i noticed the crazy little 80s tinking synthy melody and the minimal piano chords in the slowed version but they really changed the flavor of the song when i heard the album version. and obviously z-ro's delivery is so insane in the normal version, he's rapping so fast i still couldn't make out the words. another reason i love c/s: the song is no longer about the content, the lyrics are secondary to the beat, the way the chopping and screwing reorders the beat and the words and makes a new song (usually a better song) out of this already incredible song. this song also has one of my all-time favorite lyrics (you don't have to guess right?): "I'll admit Imma a fiend for nuthin but codiene and killa green"


[ Interlude ]
I'sa root 4 like a domino and found me' cuzin froze,
soar like an eagle on the porch smokin a
mule den I go sit down pon' de centa',
and fill it up this swisher,
time 2 lick and roll ganja now smoke up,
digest, cums the smoka' time 2 start choke,
now ignite killa, man getta puff hand de' dro since I,m
da' one dats pimpin' da pen and da' who checks da frint doh',
im not goin' 2 put da' sweet out cuz i hear knock pon' de door.

[ verse 1 ]
I'mma getta box phillies from out da' sto' and cum rite bak'
then I'mma roll a phillie fat as a finga and lite that,
lemon lime, hydro and regular pine, u know i like dat,
un da' influence a' sticky theres no need 2 fight back,
cuz I luv it when i be lifted alla' my years be dun' shifted,
one deep be up in da car comin out cuz I'm so talented and gifted,
skoopin up nuthin but playas and we're thang in da same,
nuthin but flippin and sippin, and runnin a train on mary jane,
love it mane. Roolin up and blowin up all day,
posted up in da rear view inn smellin good in da hallway.
Put a wet towel up unda' doh' but it aint
enuff 2 stop da do'do' and lite da pojo,
I'm about 2 rep da logo smoke on in a tinted out 4 doh'.

[ hook ]
Nuthin but swisher smokin 2 nite, anything that you want from
you gotta wait till i get high, I'm not kappin,
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butonly stinky green is on my mind,
well if you wanna match dis weed well i think we can compromise.

[ verse 2 ]
I'mma huff, and I'mma puff cuz I done made it da' habit from point
a ta' b and even ta' point c im searchin 4 sum cabbage.
Hold up look up in da sky is it a bird?
Is it a plane? No its them dem so lovely its mary jane.
I'll admit I'mma a fiend 4 nuthin but codiene and killa green wit a
24 hour high and lean cuz I'm always smokkin on da scene.
Everybody wanna out me 2 da test,
I'm just tryna ease da tention and stress.
In hale but I gotta "let it go" congested in my chest,
in an attempt 2 bust a long hydroponics got me sprung,
goin broke behind dis woman and willin 2 spend all my funds,
I goota get a fat sack wit 1 double o wit lifted dats 4 sho doh'.
And lite da pojo imma bout 2 rep da
logo smoke on in a tinted out 4 doh'.

[ hook ]

[ verse 3 ]
I'm liter than al, tryna smoke myself into
anotha deminsion pleeze lite up dat dare', cuz i really need 2 calm
my nerves I be trippin dats why I gotta stay smokin and 2 keep all
my fantasies really a challenge and I'm vilently chokin nigga gone
drop 85 mo' sack fatter than a fat back nigga think would we r-a 2
the n-k everyday all day stimulaing in my mind guerilla maab
1 deep and 1 of a kind, betta not crush dat luv,
betta pass if you wanna live, puff puff give on da cool I'm sick
of my buzz acopocko or gold (skunk) get da red air pump,
cuz I'm blowin kill, even if im on paper 4 pullin a caper,
I gotta be blowin steel and you know its real (burnin kill)
put a wet towel up unda da doh', but it aint enuff 2 stop da do'do
and lite da pojo imma bout 2 rep da logo smoke on in a tinted out 4 doh'.

[ hook ]

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