paroles de chanson Calmly Smoke (feat. Styles P, Evidence) - The Alchemist
I
want
to
smoke
til
my
brain
is
numb
Til
I
can't
feel
nothing
and
the
pain
is
done
Take
the
good
from
the
bad
thats
how
the
game
is
won
Cause
the
sun
only
comes
out
when
the
rain
is
done
And
when
I
exhale
the
smoke
I
let
the
problems
float
When
I
blow
out
a
cloud
I
let
the
drama
go
All
the
bullshit,
the
issues,
all
the
gossip
goes
All
the
rumors,
all
the
whispers,
all
the
talk
just
goes
All
this
money
in
my
pocket
and
I
still
feel
broke
I
let
go
of
all
the
nonsense
and
I
calmly
smoke
Theres
nothing
that
can
make
me
angry
So
take
it
up
with
God
thats
the
way
that
he
made
me
Or
take
it
up
with
pops
thats
the
way
that
he
raised
me
Or
blame
it
on
the
game
for
the
way
that
it
paved
me
Then
blame
it
on
the
money
for
the
way
that
it
changed
me
And
blame
it
on
my
lifestyle
and
say
that
I'm
crazy
And
blame
it
on
the
trying
to
say
that
I'm
lazy
Theres
nothing
that
you
can
say
thats
makin
or
breakin
me
And
when
I
blow
the
smoke
out
it
takes
all
the
problems
away
from
me
Let
go
of
all
the
nonsense
and
I
calmly
smoke
I
want
to
smoke
so
my
eyes
can
bleed
So
they
don't
see
my
pain
they
just
think
its
weed
Use
the
trees
So
they
don't
see
my
game
they
just
think
I'm
green
Inhale
deep
my
problem
shrink
away
God
forgive
my
sins
tomorrows
another
a
new
day
Its
like
the
smoke
is
novacane
easin
my
brain
From
the
world
going
on
outside
I
stay
sane
WAY
OUT!
I
don't
smoke
to
forget
Before
I
hit
this
hold
my
head
God
bless
the
dead
And
I
don't
hold
regrets
and
after
I
hit
this
I
don't
listen,
fuck
what
you
said!
Hahaha,
you
know
greed
was
never
part
of
my
weed
plan
Its
fire
blame
the
life
of
murder
he
wrote
I
let
go
of
all
the
nonsense
and
calmly
smoke
I
take
long
tokes
c'mon
folks
Ain't
in
the
world
like
strong
smoke
We
only
blowing
green
shit
at
least
when
you
know
a
pope
Youd
know
what
I
mean
if
you
was
born
broke
Raised
in
the
ghetto
where
theres
nothing
but
torn
folks
What,
torn
house,
torn
heart,
torn
clothes
I
just
blew
4 got
another
4 rolled
What
I
got
today
shit
only
Lord
knows
So
I
exhale
inhale
again
did
it
for
my
little
man
Cause
he's
in
jail
again,
need
bail
again
Got
to
get
rid
of
this
shitty
feelin
Alchemist
get
your
niggas
higher
than
a
new
york
city
building
Soul
diesel
haze,
kush
mixed
with
the
bubble
gum
call
it
troublesome
Cause
the
only
thing
that
calms
the
ghost
is
a
deep
beat
Zone
out
and
calmly
smoke
what
what
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