weed farmer

call me the ganja farmer, ganja, military helicopters flow through the air, babylon comin', there'll be war between us, islam - we heavy readers, faith so heavy, they can't read, but still believers, crackers credit everything; we the real genius, get it out there to be sharp, then they string us, hide the facts in these raps but these thoughts are the meaning, ain't it fly that words bring art, like a painting, keep us all slaves to our thoughts, but they failin', yeah, the ancient egypts chartered mars, while y'all was sailin', they came back, the ship crashed in the mountains, they start fading, they were lost in the caucasoid mountains, their skins changing, we traveled with the scalpel, we found 'em, we called 'em lepers, we brought 'em in, cleaned 'em up, they smelled like german shepherds, even to this day, they get wet, they smell like pinschers, brought 'em back and they payed my weed plants special attention, i woke up, they snuck away in the night with our inventions, call me the ganja farmer, ganja, military helicopters flow through the air, babylon comin'