Lyrics

Seal It (Wid A Kiss) - Joint Chiefs
(© 1994 Pushkin, Ramey)

Gonna pack my pipe with buds a red gold and green
The kinda shit that stays lit til it clog up a screen
And then I smoke it or I poke it in a twenty inch tube
Smile while I clean a pile and roll it in a doob
Stone cold chillin just like Bob Dylan
But the carpet kinda stinks 'cause the bong's been spillin

Don't pay me no mind when my mind's baked on the kind
It's just my way to unwind from that daily bump and grind

Pause it get up and run to the closet
I don't feel no withdrawal 'cause I made a fresh deposit
I can smoke it or I poke it til it fogs up my eyes
If I choke it when I smoke it then I'll bake it in a pie

Fold it
Roll it
Seal it wid a kiss

When I rock gonna talk and I walk like I wanna walk
Hike up a pike chewin a sticky marijuana stalk
My love has never wavered from its fresh full flavor
I need the weed to feed my hydroponic chronic craver
Damn right I light it inhale like silly
It seems to me it's good to be a Philly-ed hillbilly

Don't pay me no mind when my mind's baked on the kind
It's just my way to unwind from that daily bump and grind

Roll a blickie with buds green and sticky
Don't rip me a trip or slip me a micky
Roll it tight it's your natural born right
Good God almighty which end do I light?

Fold it
Roll it
Seal it wid a kiss

Fold it
Roll it
Seal it wid a kiss

Gonna get high


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