Planet of Green Love
(intro)…I gotsta pass tha mic to Cronci (Josh)–We got any pot smokin’ muthafukin’ jokin’ token’ smokin’ muthafukin’ muthafukaz muthafukaz…Heyyy, I’m a white boy on this muthafuka! Cuz when I hitz that potion my brain getz a promotion…yea. Extra sour creammm!!
In comes that doobie with tha flame I ignite
I’m an astronaut in space with my stony delight…b’cuz, uh
when I hitz that cron I float to tha sky alone
my sticky fingaz you gotsta pack tha pipe
I’ve got a meeting with tha clouds & tha season is ripe
so I..fly to tha sky, glide with ease, baby…
crossin’ ova headz as I float thru tha breeze
then I lightspeed time travel past tha starz
into tha Planet of Green Love with stony guitars
lay back, relax…breath in tha air
smoke a fat doob an’ start talkin’ shit (a lil help)?
*chorus*
just take a hit…then you’ll float
I’m smokin’ bushes of cron, baby
just take a hit…then you’ll float
damn it feels good to be a spliff ass gangsta
See if ya float with me, ya float with deez
an’ like birdz in tha sky we’ll be floatin’ ova treez
with tha cronic-ala-docious straight coatin’ our lungs
an’ like a fresh green leaf, baby, rise to tha sun
movin’ to tha heavens where all tha stoners bake
you can toke on some cron or some African shake…
you could, slide down a rainbow cloud in tha sun-
swim down a waterfall filled with budz
you could, dance with a dog (dance with the dolphins); just laugh at tha fish
do anything ya mind pleases-every single wish…see, ya…
sticky, sticky…stony, stony fun when ya gruvin’ with tha kind
on tha Planet of Green Love
*chorus*
Planet of Green Looove (x4)
…extra sour creamm
…mashed potatoes an’ gravy=make me go crazee
…when I hitz that pipe I feel alright,
tha thc’s marinatin’ in my mind tonight…
we gettin’ high, baby!
Aye yo they call me DeCronci-I deal in that bomb weed
an’ when I bust out my sack there’ll be a stampede
I’m comin’ with tha DE to tha LIGHT an’ a sack late nite…
when I enter tha room it’s gonna be alright
rumors spread nationwide ’bout tha cron I provide
I got tha promise of peace an’ tha leaf by my side
I’m gettin’ vicious an’ delicious, nutritious an’ more-
got a nug-e-fied mission that be hittin’ ya door
so I took this trip to an unknown land
was movin’ my ass to a red eyed band-
next thing ya know there was a doobie in my hand
an’ I began ta see tha light as my mind expands..
see them, herbs…they doin’ wonderful things
no words can amount to show tha joy that it brings
and, ah..oh yes, did I forget to mention, baby
herb is tha key to another dimension
SO GROW IT, PICK IT, PACK A BOWL AN’ HIT IT-
if ya ain’t with tha herbs then ya just ain’t wit’ it
but if ya are, then we can fly like doves
into tha stoniest place-ya know we’re on tha
Planet of Green Love
March 8th, 2006
PLANET OF GREEN LOVE
verse:
Dm
C Dm
F Em Dm
C Dm
Bm C Dm
C Dm
etc…
chorus:
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g—-7—–9—-10—12—
d—-0—–0—-0—–0—
a—-5—–7—-8—-10—
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Thanks to Swirls(TCW) and NoBeard
March 31st, 2006
Additional verse – Planet of Hot Wings version – Buffalo, NY 3/25/06 (I think this is utter genius) –
Please repeat after me:
I like wings (x7)
Keeping them [it] moist (x5)
You guys like wings?
They used to call me the Chrone C
Now I am Wing-y
And when I bust out my sauce W stampede
I’m coming with the blue to the cheese and a bite late night
When I enter the restaurant it will be all right
Rumor spread nationwide
About the fill [?] I provide
I got the province [?] of taste and the wing by my side
They be tasty and delicious, nutritious and more
When the restaurant opens up I’m gonna answer the door
So I took this trip to the Buffalo land
Where they made the best wings make my mind expand
Next thing you know there was a chicken in my hand
And my mouth was so hot that I needed a fan
You see the wings
They do wonderful things
The words can’t amount to show the joy that they bring
And yes
Did I forget to mention
The wings are a key to another dimension
Yeah
[Josh:] Pick it, dip it, take another bite!
Just one more thing (x 4)
So bake it, pick it, eat a bite and dip it
If you ain’t with the wings then you just ain’t with it
But if you are
We can do our thing
In the craziest place in the world called the Planet of Hot wings
The Planet of Hot Wings
The Planet of Hot Wings
It’s The Planet of Hot Wings……
December 12th, 2008
POGL Batik –
420th comment posted on this site.
December 12th, 2008
Long Live Ben C, The Weed!