Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

GET AWAY STORY (written while baked)

Im buying a sack from my friend named stan
Give him 20 bucks and he puts it in my hand

Cops come 'round the corner looks like ive been set up
But it doesnt really matter cause i got my bag of sunshine

So i run for my life hoping i can at least roll a joint
Running to my house where i know my book of holy is

Get into my room and i roll up a fat one
I start up a fire and burn through my green


Looking up at my ceiling dazed and confused
Hear something run up the stairs
Those cops are knocking on my room door
Knock knock knocking on my room door
A knock knock knocking on my room door aye aye aye ya ya
Knock knock knocking on my room door

And when they busted in they couldnt even find
Any of my weed cause i smoked it in time

Thats my get away story