[Lyric] T X H X C (SiM)

When the something gets out of control
Someone whispers in my head
Find out something rolled up

And smoke it to fucking death
Burning turning searching learning
Burning turning searching learning
When the something gets out of control
Someone whispers in my head
Find out something rolled up
And smoke it to fucking death

Yeah, I want to hold your hand (You, ganja)

Smoking joints all day
It's the points you know what I'm saying?
Now we got no gods to pray
Only thing we can do is live today

Yeah, I want to hold your hand (You, ganja)
Check the seat of emergency
You don't have a time to smoke sensi and feel irie
Kick 'em use your liberty
It's better than die in misery
Don't take medication keep your motivation
No conversation no reservation
Believe yourself and forget the information
Listen! This is the heal of the nation