phunk junkeez
the quest
Just a minute ladies and gentlemen I think something is happening  The planet earth is the third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting the single sun  A long time ago in a far away galaxy  Alien dope fiends ran out of their weed They built a ship with a cannabis radar  And before they left they pulled troops with Darth Vader  Who told them of a planet where the dank shit grows  And hydroponics is a science that everyone knows  So they set out on a mission to a planet called earth On a never ending quest to get their herb  They're on a never ending quest to get high  They're on a never ending quest to get high  It's a weed war and somebody's gonna die  Abductees on TV told me in secrecy  About a government conspiracy  To snatch all of our crops to keep the cops paid  Pot for technology the deal has been made  And uncle Sam is behind the scam He's slinging sacks behind our backs Raising the tax to the max  I hear he's getting stoned with the sleep stacks Renegade pot smokers get united  UFO's and earth feelers have been sighted  So people don't trip and cause mass hysteria  There's a skunky phunky smell in the Roswell  Area 51 ships have landed they've been commanded To take the herbs that we have planted  You know they didn't count on a counter attack  And I never leave home without a fat sack So I grab my nine gram bag of kind  A lighter and some papers it was all I could find  Ran to headquarters grabbed a big ol'glass  With the intentions of smoking some alien grass  We're on a never ending quest to get high A never ending quest to get high  We're on a never ending quest to get high  Circles in my crop that shit got to stop   We're on a never ending quest to get high A never ending quest to get high  We're on a never ending quest to get high  Circles in my crop that shit got to stop   So we pulled up to the gates of the alien camp  We come all alone with some home grown hemp  Fighting for the right of mans kind  We can out smoke you earthlings anytime  Shoot you wanna battle  Let's get it on me and you one on one bong for bong  I said hey great I hope your vegetarian  Cause botashous dank is what I'm carrying  He replied hmmm this shits all right  And he broke out with some space phlavored kryptonite  So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic phunk  And I shattered the glass like a Shaq fu dunk  It's my turn so I reached in my sack  To pack a fat bowl to make this brain react  Pulled a switch with some ditch dirt weed sticks oregano and some bird seed  He started choking smoke was shooting out his gills  When he drank the bong water oh he gave me chills I mean he fell on the ground and started throwing up  His eyes went cross eyed his head was blowing up  His brain exploded this shit was fried That was the last of the never ending quest to get high  Were on a never ending quest to get high It's a weed war and the aliens just died