“I got a head full of headaches, a heart that’s full of woes. I’m constantly singin’ them down home blues, and not many people knows”

If Mary Jane is in the house then I’m gon’ mack her This is dedicated to everybody in the world that smoke weed Legalize it

I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist, escapist The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this, vivid I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot I love it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit

The world is full of bullshitters, Liars, and triers and quitters, Coulda-beens, wannabe’s, thought-I-was, isn’t-I-is’s… And everybody in your business.

I’d rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose

You’re a trivial part in a trivia game. Now what’s your aim? A presidential campaign? Like Ross Perot? He lost it though… But he got a billion in tha bank fo’ sho’!

And the people all over the world that smoke J’s Kings and queens, musicians, actors Everyday, working class, stoners, slackers Low key blazers and green bowl packers

Until I’m over the hill and over the hump; I’m gonna let my music bump and give the people what they want.

I was about one drink away from my limit, In came a black dress with a black body in it, She looked so timid, it took me a minute To get her in focus

That leaves me with a twisted view of the whole wide world as I know it… And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet.

Super silver, Hawaiian haze Sativa, indica, Solomon’s grave Genesis, chapter one verse twelve ways Marijuana, hashish, everybody blaze Fuels and fibers, energy saved

When the natives met the travelers, guess what they gave All praise due to the seeds they raised

The second somebody dies somebody else is born People are celebrating while other people morn Home may be home to you but to me it’s foreign Even the matador don’t pull the bull by the horns

If you reflect in this way, you will have peace. Wherever you are, you will have this attitude of practice with you constantly.

If I ever fall in love again, I would like it if it were a slightly cold guy.

Someone who won’t constantly mind about my childish needs but who, the day after the quarrel, for example would offer me a flower accompanied by a sweet note That’s kind of guy I need.

Is that I get to constantly do different things, put on different hats, be different people, and mixing up the genre really lends itself to that.

To remain constantly in Your embrace, just as the whole of time remains in the embrace of eternity.

And if the years vanish in their course, they are still only successions of days that pass right through us as we pass through them in order to seek constantly what You have to show us.

I’m constantly scared. I’m constantly fearful of what’s to come and people don’t realize that.

The hardest thing as an actor is that you work really hard constantly for these roles, and you invest so much in it.