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Esham

Rashaam Attica Smith, well known by his stage name Esham (East Side Hoes And Money), is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan known for his hallucinogenic style of hip hop which he refers to as "acid rap", which fuses rock-based beats and lyrics involving subjects such as death, drug use, evil, paranoia and sex. more »

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1990

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I'm buzzin, I need some True 
Not like the shit that you smoke that you grew 
Straight from Jamaica where the green grass grow 
Cop me some Tops and I'm ready to go 
Roll me a big fat bat of the true up 
Hide my bag while I call the crew up 
Blaze my J and take a strong toke 
Then (coughs) choke off the true smoke 
But ain't no thang, I'm game to take another puff 
And as I smoke I say damn that's some good stuff 
I can roll a J in 3 seconds flat 
At a baseball game I be blazin a bat 
In school, I'm cool, smoke a J in the can 
No homegrown please just straight up Ghan 
Keep a bic in my pocket 'cause I'm ready to flick 
Keep the true in my drawls by my balls and my dick 
If you try to smoke me you can be straight up lit 
I smoke the type of shit you can't f*ck with 
[chorus] 
If you take a strong toke it'll turn your lungs blue 
And that fresh smellin True green grass is on you 
No tellin how much True I consume 
The shit's so potent you'll catch a contact in the next room 
When I blaze it's just like smog 
Niggaz wake up in the morning and thinks it's early morning fog 
I gotta have it, gotta smoke it, gotta have it 
I can afford to be blowed 'cause my lifestyle's lavish 
True's in the house when I walk in the place 
Blaze up a J and blow smoke in ya face 
My lifestyle's wild I can never go wrong 
And I smoke more True than Cheech & Chong 
[chorus] 
I gotta get some more True 'cause my bag's gettin low 
Jump in the ride headed for the True store 
Give me a pound of your best Sensimillia 
'cause I come everyday you oughta hook me up a deal 
Just then the cops had to raid the place 
So I puffed on my J and blew smoke in they face 
They put us in cop car, me and my man Jack and Pete 
Blazin up True in the backseat 
The cop jumped in and he wasn't jokin 
He said go to jail or give me that shit you been smokin 
I said cool and didn't even think about it 
As for the True, never leave home without it

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