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Mac has managed to get himself stoned E! Uh, one, two, yeah First time I went it was with A.G., Big L 1999 Fat Beats Anniversary, Dilated Peoples The place was stuck in my head, little increments of lead The first day was like the hospital bed The Netherlands I was panickin', ridin' around ambulance Amsterdam dumbin' out, Cannabis cup Animated everybody was, rainin' still hot enough Trains, trolley cars, live as fuck, I stay in a one star Don't need the five cause I'm live on a hundred and one bars You know the odds, I'm a [?] fan, eatin' at any kabob stand Cold as ice, run the shit, on or off land And it's dry water, superflow, sargent I slaughter Any odd person that shows that I oughta, uh I keep my passport passed on This year introduced the one they call Fashawn Fugee Craig, still keepin' my mask on Last long and anything that's past is passed on Uh, niggas call it the gray area cause it's gray and shit over there, right? I don't know if you know that, they got a smoke shoppe over the gray area So, this is for the gray area, uh Ayo, the first time I was in Amsterdam, was with Hectic My man Evidence, the World Layover Tour 2009, straight up SongtexteUh, uh The place was stuck in my head, eyes burgundy red My first time visiting was with Ev The World Layover Tour '09, traveled to Netherlands We tore it down, hit the coffee shoppes for the medicine Thought I saw a red light, tryin' to keep my head tight By starin' at a nympho, posted behind some window If I go any further that'll be too much info But fuck it, shouldn't gave me a pencil And now it's like a song embedded in my memory Had they hands up, see more arms than a centipede Can't wait to go back, nothin' like the first time Glad I brought my Kodak, sit back and press rewind I don't think I'll ever get homesick, I ain't been home since Globetrottin', switchin' time zones, the whole shit The flights, the road trips, peace to Cookin' Soul I be back overseas before you know it The grey area Long term use of marihuana can lead to a psychological dependence Soon you'll be takin' all sorts of measures to get you fixed People will start calling you names, like pothead or Smokey McBongwater Aus Songtexte Mania