Peer Pressure (feat. B-Real)

Uh, uh, uh

Everywhere I go

What, what happens

People asking me

What, what

Yo Dilla, you smoke weed?

No doubt

And I just tell em', "Yeah!"

Two weeks later, they smokin' weed

That's what I'm talkin' about

I ain't here to tell you not to smoke weed

Everybody get high

I'm here to apply the pressure

You, you, you and you

You and you

Especially you

Come down to the D

I got some shit to blow ya mind

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

Yo, what up, my ****

What up, man?

Yeah, what up with your world?

Ain't shit, just got off the cell with this girl

Sup with y'all?

Yeah, kid you know what we about to do

What is the haze?

Come on, take a puff or two

Yeah, right

Honey draws bees like dookie draws flies

Just like the weed draws me to get high

Now I'm not tryin' to bend ya arm

I just want you to take a hit off the bong

That's all

Just one hit, man

Come on cool it, I'm not foolish

Quit pullin' my leg, baitin' me like cod

My name ain't Craig and I ain't lost my job

Don't mind being odd from out the bunch

And y'all cornerin' me ain't stoppin' me from doin' it

****, if smokin' so bad, why everybody doin' it?

I ain't everybody, man

Get off that bull, come take a puff of this real

Let it change ya whole style and feel

Go 'head with that, man

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

I got the funk to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got some shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

I got the smoke to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got some shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

Come on, man

Y'all are actin' like this is supposed to raise me to the clouds

Shit, the kush we smokin' on would make Bob Marley proud

And he was one of the illest

Shit, one of the illest ever

Yeah, he smoked mad trees and still remained clever

Alright, I, I guess ya right

Ain't no need to guess, put us to the test

Ask ya questions alphabetically

OK, hypothetically if I did take a hit

Do I necessarily need to be tastin' on your spit

I mean, shit, I ain't shared a straw since the fourth grade

Yeah, but don't you know that chicks like to smoke and get laid?

Word?

Don't be a dunce it ain't gonna hurt you once

Quit bein' a punk

Go 'head and hit the fuckin' blunt

Yeah, but won't it take a long time to recover?

Depends on the brother or sis' who's puffin'

Ay, yo, stop that bluffin' like you givin' a survey

And let us serve the hay

To get yo mind aligned to the ways

Of the masters

Man, I seen a cast a spell

To plenty to many brain cells insane sales

Of leaves to fulfill wants and needs

I heard it's like a gateway to doin' more than weed

Man, I love my relationship, I'm no quitter

Mary Jane's my first love and I'ma stick with her

But won't I feel paranoid?

All ya questions is void unless ya try

Come on man, for once get high

I don't know, man

I got the shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got the shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

I got the shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got some shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

Hey, you don't gotta do anything that ya don't wanna

I know, man, I know

But it's not gonna change you, or ruin your persona

Yeah, but what if I can't stop

Shit, I ain't with bein' no addict

Cut that shit out

Mase, please tell him to stop bein' so dramatic

Why you on some bullshit, man?

Just take a hit and let the weed do the trick

Yeah, but will this make me sick?

Come on, quit actin' like a bitch

I can blaze the weed and you can make excuses

Now ya gonna smell the smoke my greenest weed produces

You'd probably like the smell too, ya probably wouldn't admit it

You'd probably want a hit too

Yo man, come on, quit it

You're clearly in denial

Yo, man, this shit ain't my style

How do you know? Come on, let us give you a trial

Let us put you at ease with these trees

With the power to heal, and put cha' mind at peace

Yeah, increase the level of the highness

Minus the stress accumulatin' through ya blindness

Yeah, man, come on man, hit this shit

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

I got the smoke to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got the shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

I got the smoke to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

I got some shit to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind, blow ya mind

I got the smoke to blow ya mind

Blow ya mind

Let me say something

If you just started smokin'

Please don't smoke too much

But, uh, to all my smokers

Smoke enough

Yeah, let's get 'em

Apply pressure, apply the pressure

Apply pressure, let's get em', y'all

Apply pressure