8 Foot Sativa - Hate Made Me - 8 Foot Sativa

Band: 8 Foot Sativa
Album: Hate Made Me
Song: 8 Foot Sativa
"Stashing the bag and the joint There's no real dealer Makin' the change counting on 8 foot sativa Making the change of what's inside The choice is mine smashed as all is fine The choices we make The chances we take Given' to you we hope it's not too late Even with all the shit we've been put through Give it to you we're gonna prove What's that, what's that? Step up! Step up! Step up for sativa! Step up! Step up for 8 foot sativa! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up for sativa! Wake up! Wake up for 8 foot sativa! Even with all the shit and those who've been claiming it We'll give it to you and hope it's a master hit What we can stand to play across the land Trying new shit together hand and hand Wondering why to live is to die Keeping it true until we must lie Leaving the change of what we decide Crossing the line of all inside Again, again!"