We roam the streets looking for poison
It’s early in the morning
We do everything to pass the time
Earn money and fill your stomach
For me, if you show me a girl friend and say from home
You fry him
Not even one when needed
If there are friends, help if only by word of mouth
I don’t need an umbrella, friends, get wet
The boys were there for half the day
If the way we came was easy, everyone would have come
Even though I have no money in my pocket, I am surrounded by boys
After eating the rice provided by the house, they eat katulu
No matter where you are in the meter, this head was eaten
The teacher who called me a poor boy
My son is listening to your songs now

A leaf has grown for us and is in the middle of the three worlds
The boys formed a circle and drooled
But it won’t happen bro
Even if the flag comes, it won’t break
If it’s over, if you pull it once, it will make you cough
After the fun, the girls are happy
There are names if you go to the moon
Oh baby, no signal, I can hear the caddy breaking
If the drinking brothers say something to the flower, I’ll beat the joint a little, I’m sorry

Hanging from the hemp tree
Run after sugar brother
We are like ants
He sought the sweetness himself //

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If you breathe while you are happy, the money you have is dangerous and does not make a person
Even if there is no happiness, if there is no sorrow, then it is enough
He is hungry even if he is given what he has to eat
It doesn’t change how I feel, my boys do
I made it salty and made it the tastiest broth
There is no job, but a degree would have been fine

This is Dead Body on Kavadi words by rapping
The soul who went to live without sorrow is not grateful
What do you want me to bet with one hand?

If it is legalized, the face of the person who did it will be hit on the wall
Malatama was thinking about Purukaki incident
This Anand is looking for whiskey
When the three dice hit, it hit suddenly

Here comes the boys
Doe made a new song with Lota
He gave me a joint
Here I tried to have fun //

Why was the hemp flower poisoned?
He didn’t turn his back on hemp
Just ate hemp paste
Love is not poison
Hemp stalks cut from the tree

Mal Bokiya My name is Ganja Manamali and my best friend is Ganja Money
I love Manaloli’s comments about legalization

As we went, we made a change to this, these are not toys and 28 sups were made
Anam Manam is a lotta F..k no stories
He f..k’d the beats

Hanging from the hemp tree
We are like ants brother
Ran after sugar
He sought the sweetness himself //