Lyrics
Smoke my hoochie
You say that I'm the devil
Reali-T.H.C.
Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too
Mister President, tell the truth
You're the great exaggerators since 1932
Telling evils of the reefer
But all through time we've smoked the sky
Smoke the sky
Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind
J.F.K. sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke?
'63 went up in smoke
He was the great seducer crawling from our TVs
Breathed hope into our future
Before he died, he smoked the sky
Smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
B.C. hailed it heaven, I inhaled it too
Reali-T.H.C.
When inside we'll smoke the sky
Smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the sky
When inside we'll smoke the
When inside we'll toke the
When inside we'll smoke the sky
