The Holy Guile - The Celebration | Текст песни

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• The Holy Guile
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Damnation is upon us
Know you not the celebration has begun?

Let me welcome you to hell
The finest joke the scriptures tell
While you laugh your fucking ass off
Give this dank a little smell

See the world is wound in sorrow
Saturated with emotions
If you're down to lose control
Let my boy Juicy show you how we roll it

Light it
Smoke it
Hold it
And let it out slow
Light it
Smoke it
Hold it
And let it out slow

Then it all just fades to the back of the brain
And every little conflict feels
Like it wasn't really there in the first place
No it wasn't really all worth the stress of the worst days

You know what the time is, hit it up
Four twenty, give it up
Young life, live it up
Smoke slow, toke it up
Tone low, bring it up
One more, make it up
Breakdown, beat it up

Damnation is upon us
The celebration has begun

Then it all just fades to the back of the brain
And every little conflict feels
Like it wasn't really there in the first place
No it wasn't really all worth the stress of the worst days
You know what the time is, hit it up
Four twenty, give it up
Young life, live it up
Smoke slow, toke it up
Tone low, bring it up
One more, make it up
Breakdown, beat it up

Damnation is upon us
So hit this fucking blunt

Mother Earth lend us your seed
From the ground we smoke these sticky trees
The west coast purp to the east coast green
Will you fill us with your THC?

When you pass on the blunt
You pass on the peace and escape
From the torment this world brings
Fresh air to the lungs
The taste of freedom breathes

Let me welcome you to hell
The finest joke the scriptures tell
While you laugh your fucking ass off
Give this dank a little smell

See the world is wound in sorrow
Conflict, money, nonsense, politics
But nothing can't be cured by a few sweet holy bong rips

Damnation is upon us
So hit this fucking blunt
Damnation is upon us

Damnation is upon us
Know you not the celebration has begun?