Tech N9ne – T9X

T9X = Tech N9ne Experience = kokemus yhdeksän huumeen sekakäytöstä… siitä kai nämä sanat kertovat?!?

“Yeah, X.T.C. (I love you very much)
G.H.B., shrooms and weed
This is the Tech N9NE experience
Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much)
P.C.P., Carabou leez
This is the Tech N9NE experience”

Wiz Khalifa – Medicated

Kappale kertoo Wiz Khalifan juurista, hänen musiikkiurastaan ja minkälainen rooli kannabiksella on Wizin elämässään ollut.

“Out selling P’s and smoking weed avoiding police right up the street
Way back in the day before I had all of this paper
Before I had all of these diamonds, before I had all of these haters”

Kappaleessa on myös mukana Juicy J ja Chevy Woods, jotka mainitsevat ekstaasin käytön ja kokaiinin myymisen.

“Pop molly in the after hours
A member of no sleep team”

“8 balls I was in the hall
Ain’t have time to fuck with y’all”

Cab Calloway – The Man from Harlem

Huumeet eivät olleet Cab Callowayn tuotannossa juurikaan pimennossa 30-luvulla. Tässä biisissä on melkoisen odottava fiilis. Helpotus saapuu lopussa ja laukaiseen hermostuneen venttaamisen. Ja mitäs sitä odotettiinkaan?

“It was up at Mike’s the other night,
There was really quite a sight,
Gather round, folks, while I give you all the lowdown.
Tables were filled with bloody frails,
Chewing on their fingernails;
They were waiting for the man from Harlem.

Drinks were served six bits a throw,
Things were moving kind of slow,
Everybody’s nerves were getting jumpy.
All at once the room was still,
Men forgot all about their bill,
Who should enter but the man from Harlem.

Everybody rolled their eyes,
Women starting heaving sighs,
Someone hollered, Music, lights and gin,
Everybody cleared a space,
They had big, broad smiles on every face,
How they all loved to see the man from Harlem.

When he started in to step
He filled everyone with plenty pep,
He twitched and squirmed; it just was a dirty shame.
Everyone was in a daze,
Women watched him with amaze,
Each one said she’d have the man from Harlem.

He looked over in the corner,
And saw a couple of frails
And they sure did look kinda low.
Another cat walked up, and said to the man from Harlem,
Go over there and see what’s the matter with them girls.
And they said, I’m kinda low.
And he said, I’ve got just what you need:
Come on, sisters, light up on these weeds and get high
And forget about everything”

Harlem Hamfats – The Weed Smoker’s Dream

Hamppujazzia 30-luvulta. Harlem Hamfatseilla oli kyseenalainen maine tuolloin, koska useammatkin heidän sävellyksistään käsittelivät huumeita, seksiä ja viinaa.

“Sittin’ on a million
Sittin’ on it every day
Can’t make no money givin’ your stuff away
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too

Fay’s a betting woman
She bets on every hand
She’s a trickin’ mother for you every-where she land
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too

May’s a good-lookin’ frail
She lives down by the jail
On her back though she got hot stuff for sale
Why don’t you do now
like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market
And make a million too”

Electric Wizard – Dopethrone

Brittiläisen Doom Metal yhtyeen Dopethrone albumin nimikkobiisistä on tullut jonkinmoinen ikonimainen tunnus bändille. Kymmenminuuttisessa biisissä viitataan kannabikseen, noituuteen ja musiikin kuunteluun. Mielenkiintoinen combo, sanoisin.

“Dope priest prophecy
Doomantra from beneath the sea
Green throne, raised to the black sun
Doom child, wake to planet song

Rise, black amps tear the sky
Feedback will free your mind and set you free
Rise, black amps tear the sky
Riff hewn altar wreathed in smoke and weed

Dopethrone, in this land of sorcery
Dopethrone, vision through T.H.C.
Dopethrone, feedback will free
Dopethrone, three wizards crowned with weed, yeah

Black monolith charged with unlight
Sacrifice to forever midnight
Towers, titan sonic wave
Sorcery, necromantic slaves

Rise, black amps tear the sky
Feedback will free your mind and set you free
Rise, black amps tear the sky
Riff hewn altar wreathed in smoke and weed, yeah

Dopethrone, in this land of sorcery
Dopethrone, vision through T.H.C., yeah
Dopethrone, feedback will free, yeah
Dopethrone, three wizards crowned with weed, yeah

In this land of sorcery
Vision through T.H.C.
Holy feedback, it will free
Three wizards crowned with weed

Rise

Smoke

Dopethrone”