Must Be The Ganja - Eminem

Yeah
Oh
Yeah Yeah
Oh haha
I feel like dancing
I feel like dancing
I smell something in the air thats making me High
I said i smell something in the air thats making me High
Ok here we go doe ray me fah so fah so lah tee da so
Lyrical rasco kick back the tabasco
You motherf**kers must just not know the tick toc toe
Time to show you the most kick a** flow in the cosmos
Picasso with a picaxe a sick a** hole
Tic tac toe your six pack with exacto
Knives stranglin wives with thick lasso
Im with the Doc so you know how that go
Skull and crossbones this is poison
To poison girls who do not know
You do not wanna try this at home vato
This is neither the time nor the place to get macho
So crack a six pack sit back with some nachos
Maybe some pop corn and watch the show and just rock flow
Its not what you expected nor what you thought so
Bout time that you wake the f**k up smell the pot smoke
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind
Your dreams are getting fofilled
Oo im literally getting the chills
Spitting at will
Me and dre have just finished splitting a pill
Your submitting to skills sitting still
Im admitting im beginning to feel
Like i dont think anyones real
Faced with a dilemma
I can be Dolly Llama and be caught up in drama
A step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer
Please dont upset me mamma
Your looking sexy mamma
Dont know if its the lala or the rum and pepsi mama
Dont wanna end up isnide my refridgerator freezer
Be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza
How many people you know
Who can name every serial killer
Whoever existed in a row
Put em in chronilogical order beginning with jack the ripper
Name the time the place from the body the bag the zipper
Location of the ones where the body was dragged and then dumped
The trunk that they were stuffed in the model the make the plate
And which moderate lake they found her in
How they attacked the victum
Say which murder weapon was used to do what in which one
Which knife or which gun what kid what wife and which nun
Dont stop i like this is fun the f**kin nights just begun
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind
When im behind a mic dynamites what its kinda like
Your stuck with the same stick that your tryin to light
Behind the boards its Dre legends are made this way
Isnt it safe to say this is the way it should be
Maybe you need some lyric syrup served for your symptoms
Heres a dosage of the antidote now you give him some
He can give her some she can give them some
Get behind the lynn drum
Make up a beat and kill the sucker syndrome
drum when it comes to lyrics and some
Starting from scratch n then endin up
At the end enough capable of winnin a Pulitzer
Prises when the smoke rises right before your very own eyes
Your stare into your sterios high
Good evening this isnt even a w**d thing
I aint even smoke anything i aint even drinking
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind
It must be the ganja its the m*******a
Thats creepin up on me while im so high
Maybe its the henny that has gotten in me
What evers got into me i dont mind