[Mr. Bones]
Ya See I Could Make A Mill, And Don't Have To Sell Drugs
I Could Smoke A Roach, And Don't Have To Light Bugs
I Could Pack A Bowl, But I'm Not Cheech And Chong
Not Cypress Hill, But I Like Hittin' Bongs
I Can Be Fat, And Don't Have To Gain Weight
I Can Be A Legend, And Don't Have To Be Great
I Don't Have To Take A Plane To Fly High
I Don't Wanna Live My Life Just To Die
I Can Be A DJ, And Don't Have To Scratch
I Could Spark My Cigarette With Lighter Or Match
I Can Have A Gun, And I Don't Have To Shoot
I Can Get A Job, And Try To Earn A Little Loot
I Could Be A Bum And Live In A Box
I Could Move To Your Neighborhood, Stayin' On Your Block
I Can Like Trix, But I'm Not A Silly Rabbit
I Can't Stop Smokin' Because I Can't Kick The Habit
What Is A Jam If You Don't Come Smooth?
What Is A Beat If You Don't Have A Groove?
I Could Be The President, And Legalize Weed
I Could Grow A Field Of Bud With A Hand Full Of Seeds
Damn