Lyrics Time to Smoke - Nick Tara

It ain't no joke when it's time to smoke
You can back down now or you can take a toke (take a toke, bitch)

I'll tell you a story if you're in the mood
With some style and some grace and some attitude (wee)
The beat underneath me like the ground I walk
And the bass so soothing like the way I talk
Got up in the morning, just another day
Before I left my house I rolled up a fat jay
Cause back in the day when weed was still illegal
I still smoked more nugs than China has people
Walked up to the house of fun
By the time I got there the smoking was done (what the fuck?)
So I had to walk out the door
Obviously it was time to find more
I had to score, now I'm gonna rearrange it
And I be spitting the shit the way I spray it
Never gonna change the truth
Went to get the grass
Police car zoomed up behind my ass
I'm moving fast, they're chasing me slow
And I'm checking out my stash while I go
I had to make sure that it's trimmed
Looking green as hell and the stems ain't too big
But I'm a have to wait to smoke later
First I gotta outrun these low-key haters
Forgot my papers, gotta stop at the smoke shop
Looked over my shoulder, there was no cops

It ain't no joke when it's time to smoke (no way)
You can back down now or you can take a toke (take a mothafuckin' toke)
The way that we ride there's no need to hide
I got one more story to tell (one more)
So I hope you got time (I hope you got time)

The very same day I got a call from a friend
He said, Nick T what you doin?
Said I'm cruising in my Benz
He said, yo, you gotta get to this party
Chicks are getting naughty, smoking some Bob Marley (okay)
Got to the door, I said what's going on
I saw a four-piece hookah and a five-foot bong
The bass was all pumping throughout the place jumping
Everybody and their uncle trying to get a taste of it
Of this wicked shit, it wasn't like any other
Could take down any strong-lung stoner motherfucker
I had to set the shit down
It fucked us all up, so we were laughing on the ground
Rolling all around and looking dumb
I want some munchies but I can't even get none
I'm too dumb, can't even get up
Tried to pull my head up, that ain't the setup
But instead of keeping the music down
We turned it up because like Kiss, we love it loud
You know the party don't stop, up and down the block
Passing the brew, some dude yelled fuck the cops
One-eight-seven, we'll go to heaven
But the chance we see 40 is probably one to 11
I'm hoping that bad things pass, maybe I'll get some ass
Always down to smoke a bowl until it's fucking cashed

It ain't no joke, when it's time to smoke
You can back down now, or you can take a toke
Cause the way that we ride, there's no need to hide
I'm still singing lullabies from the west side (west side mothafucka)
Lullabies from the fucking west side
That's right
Talkin' bout
Nick T on the beat, Dazmin D

Yo, are you there?
I think you pocket dialed me
What the fuck are you eating so loud, god damn it
One more time

Ain't no joke, when it's time to smoke (it's time to smoke)
You can back down now, or you can take a toke (take a mothafuckin' toke)
Cause the way that we ride, there's no need to hide
Very plain, I'm gonna smoke this Mary Jane until the day I die

Yo, you know it's legal to smoke weed, right
You're in California