T X H X C

Marshal respect for their brains

It's all fine

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

Oh yeah, I want to hold your hand (you, ganja)

Oh yeah, I want to hold your hand

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

I want to hold your hand (you, ganja)

I want to hold your hand

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 the motivation)

No conversation (no reservation)

Believe yourself and forget the information

Listen, this is the heal of the nation

Listen, this is the heal of the nation

I want to hold your hand

I want to hold your hand