Sublime — Smoke Two Joints Live in Studio

One, two, booya! I smoke two joints in the morning, but I never can get it right If I can't find the bong, I'll look where I hid it last night If I hid it from my posse His name was Jim, he is this hippie from Capistrano And everywhere he go, yes, he bring me those seeds And if he wanna party, said, it go like this He say, "I got a little mushroom. Eat, I'll be back" And if I wanna smoke it, yo, will make you feel alright We gotta But, you know, you smoke that shit You gon' rhyme, on time You gon' line up, or wait for shit All you do, I get sick of it I get bagged down, I wanna know what's up Jimmy, why you gotta do that shit so far? I get his blood in my eye, stings in my brain A lot of things, a lot like it's not insane Not like my people, got my eyes aside And if I smoke rock, it make me feel alright I got the green herbs kicking by my bed And in the morning, gonna go to my head If I start to feel like I'm pent You know what, I really feel, I feel I feel like I got my head to the curb Unless I got a little bitty bag of herb And if I got the green, gonna make a scene I'm gonna smoke it all over and make me feel big I got You know what? Because Jimmy he once told me, "Gotta be a hard smoking man" And Jimmy, he once told me: "Smoke as much green bud as you can." Then one day, I met a man, who came to me and said: "Hard work good, and hard work fine But never trust a dead head" Yeah Mama once told me, "Be a hard working man" Daddy, he once told me, "I'm gonna do the best you can" Then, one day, I met a man who came to me and said: "Hard work good, and hard work fine, first take care of head" Purple's in my brain, hey, purple's into my brain I'll go do those thing to my brain, I said do you wanna go insane?