Afroman -- Crazy Rap Song - Chorus

Colt 45 and two Zig Zags, baby that's all we need.
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed.
And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint. Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palmdale, skatin' on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the '83 Cadillac Coup de Ville.
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will.

Afroman -- Crazy Rap Song - Joke

Man, check this out- it was this blind man, right?
He was feelin' his way down the street with this stick, right?
Hey. He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
He stopped, he took a deep breath, he said,
Woooooo, good morning, ladies.

Words

I have always believed that words are the most powerful tool that we have, it is what makes us unique. How we use these words is what makes us great. It is emotion that gives our words meaning, there is no passion in what is not feared, that is to be overcome and to overcome what is so greatly feared, needs only be met by those with the passion for what we all may desire. Nelson Mandela once said, not in these words but I'm pretty sure he meant this. It takes but a spark to start the flame, but a drop to start the rain, and though there pain, through passion he will rise again. When one stands strong, and brave; the rest will surely follow.