Mary Jane
Everyday
Every strain
To the f*cken brain
Cannabis helps me for lots of shit
Like pain management
I'm an analyst
And the right candidate
Ask me some questions
Don't take to long I've only got a second
It's legal now but where's the confession
The government always had an obsession to it
Colour in the lies
Like there's nothing to admit
Like the fact things changed cause you want cash
Never had enough stacks
Now we gotta pay tax
On the plant that we love
Rant enough
Maybe get a couple of kinks undone
Fit the glove
Industry where I am close to bud
Educated I can discuss
That craft was best and that was enough
But they took it all away
Now it's not the same
In the Okanagan we are just smoking strains
If your talking shit about it
It's cause you've never had a hit
Relax for a minute or two
Absolute solitude away from the job
Where the problem's come nonstop
If you're older maybe eat an edible
Low dose it will be incredible
Ain't no chemical
Make it yourself maybe a topical
You might need some help
Leaves make spices
Thieves want a piece of the item
Frighten them
Maybe fight them for the title
Make me a cookie of three hundred milligram
Ain't no rookie or no middleman
Catch me in Amsterdam
With a blunt that's the size of my arm and a little bit of my hand
Still I stand
Smoke'n in the clouds
Smoke'n really loud
I don't make a sound
Last verse about cannabis
My passion it's
Making me feel like I can get,
I job at the top that would be fabulous
And maybe reliable
Cause trimming I feel less valuable
And desirable
Maybe even replaceable
But I am unbeatable
If you're hearing this now I am reachable
For a reasonable wage
Happy as long as I am getting paid
In the trade that I love
Suede me to shove
Things I don't need off the the side
No need to hide anymore
I'll guide you through the door
To the grow that we all just adore
I'll show you the tour
Know what is pure
Know what is good for this planet this plant it might just be the cure
Eh
Smoke'n all the strains
Smoke em all right to my brain
Maybe evaporate
To get away from the pain
Benjamin Rees - Mary Jane Lyrics
Benjamin Rees - Mary Jane Lyrics
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Mary Jane
Everyday
Every strain
To the f*cken brain
Cannabis helps me for lots of shit
Like pain management
I'm an analyst
And the right candidate
Ask me some questions
Don't take to long I've only got a second
It's legal now but where's the confession
The government always had an obsession to it
Colour in the lies
Like there's nothing to admit
Like the fact things changed cause you want cash
Never had enough stacks
Now we gotta pay tax
On the plant that we love
Rant enough
Maybe get a couple of kinks undone
Fit the glove
Industry where I am close to bud
Educated I can discuss
That craft was best and that was enough
But they took it all away
Now it's not the same
In the Okanagan we are just smoking strains
If your talking shit about it
It's cause you've never had a hit
Relax for a minute or two
Absolute solitude away from the job
Where the problem's come nonstop
If you're older maybe eat an edible
Low dose it will be incredible
Ain't no chemical
Make it yourself maybe a topical
You might need some help
Leaves make spices
Thieves want a piece of the item
Frighten them
Maybe fight them for the title
Make me a cookie of three hundred milligram
Ain't no rookie or no middleman
Catch me in Amsterdam
With a blunt that's the size of my arm and a little bit of my hand
Still I stand
Smoke'n in the clouds
Smoke'n really loud
I don't make a sound
Last verse about cannabis
My passion it's
Making me feel like I can get,
I job at the top that would be fabulous
And maybe reliable
Cause trimming I feel less valuable
And desirable
Maybe even replaceable
But I am unbeatable
If you're hearing this now I am reachable
For a reasonable wage
Happy as long as I am getting paid
In the trade that I love
Suede me to shove
Things I don't need off the the side
No need to hide anymore
I'll guide you through the door
To the grow that we all just adore
I'll show you the tour
Know what is pure
Know what is good for this planet this plant it might just be the cure
Eh
Smoke'n all the strains
Smoke em all right to my brain
Maybe evaporate
To get away from the pain
Everyday
Every strain
To the f*cken brain
Cannabis helps me for lots of shit
Like pain management
I'm an analyst
And the right candidate
Ask me some questions
Don't take to long I've only got a second
It's legal now but where's the confession
The government always had an obsession to it
Colour in the lies
Like there's nothing to admit
Like the fact things changed cause you want cash
Never had enough stacks
Now we gotta pay tax
On the plant that we love
Rant enough
Maybe get a couple of kinks undone
Fit the glove
Industry where I am close to bud
Educated I can discuss
That craft was best and that was enough
But they took it all away
Now it's not the same
In the Okanagan we are just smoking strains
If your talking shit about it
It's cause you've never had a hit
Relax for a minute or two
Absolute solitude away from the job
Where the problem's come nonstop
If you're older maybe eat an edible
Low dose it will be incredible
Ain't no chemical
Make it yourself maybe a topical
You might need some help
Leaves make spices
Thieves want a piece of the item
Frighten them
Maybe fight them for the title
Make me a cookie of three hundred milligram
Ain't no rookie or no middleman
Catch me in Amsterdam
With a blunt that's the size of my arm and a little bit of my hand
Still I stand
Smoke'n in the clouds
Smoke'n really loud
I don't make a sound
Last verse about cannabis
My passion it's
Making me feel like I can get,
I job at the top that would be fabulous
And maybe reliable
Cause trimming I feel less valuable
And desirable
Maybe even replaceable
But I am unbeatable
If you're hearing this now I am reachable
For a reasonable wage
Happy as long as I am getting paid
In the trade that I love
Suede me to shove
Things I don't need off the the side
No need to hide anymore
I'll guide you through the door
To the grow that we all just adore
I'll show you the tour
Know what is pure
Know what is good for this planet this plant it might just be the cure
Eh
Smoke'n all the strains
Smoke em all right to my brain
Maybe evaporate
To get away from the pain
Writer: Benjamin MacDonald
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