Li'l Seed

Society
Tells me who I can be
Tells me who I can know
Tells me what I can grow
Some office block
Tells me when I can talk
Tells me when I can joke
Tells me what I can smoke
Yeah...
Look at critics criticizin'
Analyzin'
Tell me what do they know
People pushin', people shovin'
Too much hate, not enough lovin'
Guess that's the way it goes
Now the cops are on my land, turn my garden into sand

I'm feelin' kinda low
All for a little weed
All for a little seed

Because outta the dirt, tell me how it can hurt
Tell me who it can harm
Because i put my farm
The world turns around
My plants grow outta the ground, babe
And from just a li'l seed, comes some mighty fine weed
Yeah....
Look at critics criticizin'
Theorizin'
Tell me what they know
People pushin', people shovin'
Too much hate, c'mon people try some lovin'
Guess that's the way it goes
Now the cops are on my land, now they've broken up my band

I'm feelin' kinda low
All for a little weed
All for a little seed

Oh...yeah
Give it to me now