Weed on Me - Konshens

Mr officer I can’t lie

You done smell it inna me clothes

And see tho red inna me eye

You don’t need to search me

If a di ganja u want

As u tek it whe

I’m gonna look another draw

I’ve got weed on me

And its celar to see

Cuen if you lock me up and throw away the Key

As you bree me up I’m gonna pick another tree

I’ve got weed on me

You can see it on my eyes

I smoke to meditate

mi naah try to get high

Then how come, ganja man a mek cellblock overload

When so much man kill man a road

Mr. Officer u know say a true

You have whole heap a better things bi go do

One little spliff and u say mi bruck the code

Suppose u see me when the chalice dem a load

Then when u go home and change u uniform

You bun u spliff wrap up inna vanilla blunt

I’ve got weed on me

And its celar to see

Cuen if you lock me up and throw away the Key

As you bree me up I’m gonna pick another tree

I’ve got weed on me

You can see it on my eyes

I smoke to meditate

mi naah try to get high

mi nuh brignt and mi nuh feisty

mi nuh fearless

but this a mi explanation in all fairness

mi couldnt just dash whe di highest of highest

mek it worse the grades me a bun a di dearest

a little reasoning mi nah diss di ting mi nu in discipline

gimme a listening ear

me coulda try tek u bi fool and gwan like say it nu deh near

when di smell tun uploud inna di air

I’ve got weed on me

And its clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the Key

As you bree me up I’m gonna pick another tree

I’ve got weed on me

You can see it on my eyes

I smoke to meditate

mi naah try to get high

Mr officer I can’t lie

You done smell it inna me clothes

And see tho red inna me eye

You don’t need to search me

If a di ganja u want

As u tek it whe

I’m gonna look another draw

I’ve got weed on me

And its clear to see

Even if you lock me up and throw away the Key

As you bree me up I’m gonna pick another tree

I’ve got weed on me

You can see it on my eyes

I smoke to meditate

mi naah try to get high

Then how come, ganja man a mek cellblock overload

When so much man kill man a road

Mr. Officer u know say a true

You have whole heap a better things bi go do

One little spliff and u say mi bruck the code

Suppose u see me when the chalice dem a load

Then when u go home and change u uniform

You bun u spliff wrap up inna vanilla blunt

I’ve got weed on me