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License to Chill
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(smoke)
(smoke)
I was grown in ColoRADo
Where all of the Rocky Mountain top shelf grows
My name is TJC
And my blood is pure THC
Haulin' ass on back roads
And takin' my time on freeways
(yeah)
Ya' don't need cocaine
When ya' roll with Mary Jane
Ya' don't gotta shoot dope
When ya' burnin' rope
Ya' don't gotta get drunk
When ya' smokin' skunk
(Listen up mother fucker)
(Burn one)
You can tell that sheriff
To go right on home
Cause left is law where I come from
I take blunts to the dome
I've got my license
My license to chill
So you can chill the fuck on out
I've got my license to chill
So pack a bowl for the road
And roll a joint cause green means go
Another spliff, another riff
Let's smoke it all, I don't give a shit
It ain't an addiction
I've already slayed that beast
It's called a fuckin' tradition
And I've got clear vision
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