Just Can't Quit - Demigodz

«Roll up the next blunt»

«And roll up the next blunt»

«And roll up the next blunt»

«Because I just can’t quit»

«I got the music»

Bumpin' so hard my bitches boobs bounce

I’m on my way to Mo’s house he’s probably breakin' up an ounce

(No doubt)

Gotta stop for a bottle of Febreze

I’m not even smokin' and all my clothes smell like trees

Weed clouds in the air and I’m sure that my X-Box

Got more residue than Jr. Gong’s dreadlocks

Speaker box hooked to the amp wires quick

Now I’m out for Blood like a vampire Crip

With the

«Music, music blastin'»

«Time, time for some action» — Cypress Hill

I’m in my Cadillac but you can’t see cause of the black tint

(Is that really him?)

Celph Titled is really ten times the cobra slither

(A reptilian)

And he’ll rep till he in, a casket

But until then (he's a bastard)

Stealin' from donation baskets

Holdin' a gat on the front of his motivation pamphlet

«Got the blunt passin, music blastin'»

«Music blastin'»

«But I just can’t quit»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Because I just can’t quit»

«I got the blunt, blunt passin'»

With a little bit of hash and

So high it sound like I got a down south accent

I’m laughin' at all this traffic like it ain’t no thang

My music blast past dudes in the breakdown lane

Big Daddy with the 'caine No Half Steps

A sad set, stretch cats long giraffe necks

Puff piff by the pound, eye’s slanted man

Like my moms used to fuck around with Jackie Chan

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls

Sit back relax and watch Demigodz twirl

Collectin' samples, all around the world

Poppin' up in stripper joints, blowin' with ol' girl

She bend over then I blew it in her puss

This shit here is called watermelon kush

Hold your nose, the contact is meaner

Roll up, out west the grass is greener

«Got the blunt passin, music blastin'»

«Music blastin'»

«But I just can’t quit»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Because I just can’t quit»

«I got the blunt, blunt passin'»

Beat rappin', hail to the chief

Man I sail through the streets in a Jeep like a sea captain

Ahoy faggots, suuuuu

All hands on deck

You all stink but I reek havoc so

Keep at it, I’mma smack you with a skeet napkin

Lets just chill and wait until the beef passes

Uh huh, ain’t nothin' happenin'

Music blastin', blunt passin'

Give me that mac-10

Bllllllatttt

Put a little weed in this place

And watch the joke go around like collection plates

So roll up the next blunt I ain’t got time to waste

He hear the bass in ya face as I give you a taste

The gun on my waist put him in a casket case

Bitch please, you about as gangsta as Pastor Ma$e

Where I’m from, these California slums be tougher in my lungs

What I’m smokin' got me speakin' in tongues

«Got the blunt passin, music blastin'»

«Music blastin'»

«But I just can’t quit»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Roll up the next blunt»

«Because I just can’t quit»

«I got the blunt, blunt passin'»