Music Video
Monoxide "Smoke Train" ft. Blaze & Joey Black (Official Music Video)
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Monoxide
Performer
Blaze Ya Dead Homie
Performer
Joe Black
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Garcia
Composer
Joseph Bailey
Composer
Christopher Rouleau
Composer
Paul Methric
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Seven Summers
Producer
James Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Oh, it's been called many things before
But around here, we call it the Devil's lettuce!
That's right, that's the Devil's lettuce right there!
You goddamn devil!
Red eye like a white rabbit
And I'm so high that it feels magic
Like a Jedi when I vibe catch it
Man I've been fried like a fish basket
With the large fries, nuggets on the side
Large size with the drink and some donuts, hold the fries
Car rides, foggy eyes, then I get flicked by the five
Oh shit, time to drive, go, wait they're passing by
Late night I'm getting high like Khalifa in Dubai
Kind of reefer I supply put the J in Mary Blige
And I get deeper than a dive when I'm chiefin' the devil's vibes
So feel free to look inside 'cause I finally feel alive
Inside of my mind, alive
When the weed and the brain collide
(Leavin') Leavin' it hangin' dry
'Til it's ready then I supply
I'ma roll papers, I'ma smoke purple
I'ma go crazy, I'ma blow circles
Smoking on that sacred medicated herbal
I'm in outer space and I'm about to serve
And I'm rollin' on a smoke train
Smoke train, smoke train
All aboard if you're smokin', if you're not, I ain't fucking with ya
Windows up, clambake, cough up a lung
Cloud thick of that type make an average man dumb
You ain't really high unless you feel it in your bloodstream
Buzzin' but I love it, stay addicted like a fiend
I'm somewhere in between the thoughts in my own head
Racing so complacent with the business as they been
Eyes be poppin' out the skull, Total Recall
Bloodshot, looking like the stitches on a baseball
The smoke train left the station, ay-yay, all aboard
You know we got that loud got 'em floating off the floor
Levitatin' and I saw the puffs of gray smoke
Load the boxcar, states see me playin' to the wet board
Train ain't never stoppin' so watch me get loose
With a joint rolled burnin' from the end to take a boost
Best believe I am the truth, from train car to stage
So gather 'round and sing it like the O'Jays, c'mon
I'ma roll papers, I'ma smoke purple
I'ma go crazy, I'ma blow circles
Smoking on that sacred medicated herbal
I'm in outer space and I'm about to serve
And I'm rollin' on a smoke train
Smoke train, smoke train
All aboard if you're smokin', if you're not, I ain't fucking with ya
I dropped the weed in the bong like bombs away
I put my problems in the songs, I got a lot to say
It's been a long day and I only got an eighth
But anytime that I'm paid treat my brain like Pompeii
I missed my chance, I missed my ride, I miss the ones who died
I wanna get so high, shut my eyes and see the other side
I'm coughing 'til I throw up, now I'm stoned in a haze
Watching all the smoke float up like a ghost from the grave
Misery is company, can't let it go like Danny Pope
Smoking in the cemetery grave brain headstone
Life is like a movie won't deny it's close to over
Only happy when I'm high, suicidal when I'm sober
Glad to be ashes, hope you laugh when it happens
Keep your sadness, drop some matches in my casket
If I stay faded, the voices will fade away
It doesn't matter what they say 'cause at the end of the day
I'ma roll papers, I'ma smoke purple
I'ma go crazy, I'ma blow circles
Smoking on that sacred medicated herbal
I'm in outer space and I'm about to serve
And I'm rollin' on a smoke train
Smoke train, smoke train
All aboard if you're smokin', if you're not, I ain't fucking with ya
Life is too short, before you know, it's all over
So I don't ever wanna spend a fuckin' day sober
Wakin' up is better when you smoke up on that clover
And we don't have no room for nonsmokers in this enclosure
Feel like smoking weed has made us closer
Just a couple slices in the toaster, some great space coasters
Hopefully you understand what I mean
But if not, get off the train and quit hittin' my tree
I'ma roll papers, I'ma smoke purple
I'ma go crazy, I'ma blow circles
Smoking on that sacred medicated herbal
I'm in outer space and I'm about to serve
And I'm rollin' on a smoke train
Smoke train, smoke train
All aboard if you're smokin', if you're not, I ain't fucking with ya
Written by: Christopher Rouleau, James Garcia, Joseph Bailey, Paul Methric
