Текст песни Let Me Help You - Seth Bowman

Yep (so if you have a rough day)
I always keep it pushing (let me help you if I may)
Keep my head up high (take a hit, take a hit)
Uh

Running through the streets you're a flight risk, ha
If you want the smoke
I don't need my lighter to go light this
Steady puffing tokes like I'm righteous, ha
High on a hill, hits from the bong like Cypress
Try this kids, feel the rush like nitrous
Inhale the smell until there's blood in your iris
Then you exhale the smoke flood through your sinus
Then you can tell, well I smoke to feel like this
A full bliss when I'm lickin' that Swish
After I cracked it and split that bitch from tip to tip
Replaced the guts with the green sealed it up with my lips
If you ain't rolling with me then don't expect a hit
The place Im from has the fucking mountains smoking in the sun
So you'd be dumb to think that we ain't puffing nothing in our lungs
East Tennessee weather nothing better than a Blunt
It's Sevier but gets better like a brain with a shunt

If you've had a rough day and you've got a lot to say
But you'd rather sit and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!
If you had a tough day and you have nothing to say
So you sit around and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!

Uh, just take a hit of the spliff and let your mind drift
A "Nature Boy" so "My Name Is Mud" like Primus
I got up out the dirt kicked away the shyness
Rappers looking like dessert, one on one get minused
The slightest mishap could have you killed
You recall I done lost my mother I no longer feel
I can deal with the guilt trip that you might instill
Just remember I rebuild back on a higher hill
Yep, so never tell me who is ill
If you gotta convince me boy keep it concealed
If you really wanna find out go see Dr. Phil
He'll be blowing smoke in your face asking how you feel
The last thing I need after a long day
Is to see the last of my weed burned in the ashtray
Smoke it all down to the seeds I look my homies way
He was looking right back at me and then I heard him say

If you've had a rough day and you've got a lot to say
But you'd rather sit and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!
If you had a tough day and you have nothing to say
So you sit around and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!

Yeah, I smoke a lot of green but I never get envious
Joking as it seems it's a recipe for emptiness
Bitter in your dreams make it seem so nefarious
Like everybody's teaming up it all feels so vicarious
That's why I roll up a Raw ignore y'all
You would push me in a wall like I'm Paul make me fall
To my knees make me plead like I need your deeds
Bitch please I take a squeege to these beats with ease
I never lack luster always shining like it's summer
Hear a boom from the stu that's just me spitting thunder
I wonder what it'd be like if anyone could muster
Up a cluster of some words attack the beat like a hunter
Turn on that Redman and wake up all the neighbors
They'd be peeing in a bedpan if pigs served me papers
I'll sick the dogs on the traitors
And I'll be in the chilling in the cut blowing smoke vapors

If you've had a rough day and you've got a lot to say
But you'd rather sit and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!
If you had a tough day and you have nothing to say
So you sit around and lay
Let me help you if I may
Take a hit, take a hit, take a hit
Yo pass that shit!

Ha! (feel the rush like nitrous)
(Inhale the smell until there's blood in your iris)