Ganja Daze Chords by Kottonmouth Kings
Tempo:
73 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
E
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This is the ganja night,
where all [E] my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
so everybody flex [F#] upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize,
This is the ganja night,
where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
now everybody flex upon your [Em] ganja ways and recognize,
Why everybody talk about me,
they talk about everything wrong in the world,
I'm wondering why no one talking to peace.
[D] Is there nobody that wants the same thing?
No more plain Jane or feeling of negative energy up in the brain?
Main government sniffing our name [Em] gang.
I'm leveling with you're going to be writing these raps.
We need to remain stoned and snipe promise the edge in the gaps.
[A] Yeah.
2011 is when it all [D] claps.
When a lot of the naysayers are taking the naps.
[Em] That's the world where you pick up a paper printed on hemp and read about
[E] what's really going on around [D] you.
The one on the stories that today are making moves, make any sense.
We're so consumed [E] with fake reality that ain't [Em] true.
We're acting like a bunch of confused individuals.
Instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a [D] funeral.
The death of what we knew was normal has come.
So it's time for us to break the mold and start on another [Em] one.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your [Em] ways and recognize this is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
Everybody flex upon your ways.
[Em] And open up.
You just about a lot of things coming up.
I still ain't saying your buzz.
Anything to hit [D] my nut.
A savage beast running in the underworld.
Fire on, dirty money, punk rock and rip [Em] curls.
Gotta put a fertilizer in the big tubs.
Hooking up, mining systems, gold pounds, killer [A] buzz.
I never thought the gravy [D] train would ever stop.
Never thought I'd see the [G] day when Pac-Mac kings would [Em] pop.
But the cops must have had a different plan.
Kick down my front door, see mask, spuds [D] and hands.
Goddamn, now I'm facing line again.
Looking back, thinking if I had to do it all [Em] again.
I'm gonna break, release back to the streets.
Put my energy into writing songs and making [D] beats.
Thanks for praise.
Every day's a ganja day.
Ganja day.
Thank you for the ganja [Em] days.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
Where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
Everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
My ganja ways, my ganja days.
Ganja, ganja forever in my mind [D] it stays.
You're not alone.
So many of us out here.
If we come together, we can surely make the cloud [Em] clear.
So rectify, a better vibe.
A longer lasting set of rules will even read [D] apply.
They always know you in the right when you be puffing down.
If you wish to cotton mouth, the king's way above [Em] the ground.
Hey T's, hey sis, film this thug, he's the piss.
Growing up, it's a big old bag.
Practice this, out [D] the back, out the park.
Moms who squirt, apple mints in the dark.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke [Em] a gun.
Each and every day we roll it up.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke it up.
How we do [D] all the time.
Don't really care, it's night and day.
I'm king Selassie, I up in the clouds, up in the sea.
Soar to the sky, I'm great [Em] to be.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you.
[Em] I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you, [Em] oh, ganja.
where all [E] my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
so everybody flex [F#] upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize,
This is the ganja night,
where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
now everybody flex upon your [Em] ganja ways and recognize,
Why everybody talk about me,
they talk about everything wrong in the world,
I'm wondering why no one talking to peace.
[D] Is there nobody that wants the same thing?
No more plain Jane or feeling of negative energy up in the brain?
Main government sniffing our name [Em] gang.
I'm leveling with you're going to be writing these raps.
We need to remain stoned and snipe promise the edge in the gaps.
[A] Yeah.
2011 is when it all [D] claps.
When a lot of the naysayers are taking the naps.
[Em] That's the world where you pick up a paper printed on hemp and read about
[E] what's really going on around [D] you.
The one on the stories that today are making moves, make any sense.
We're so consumed [E] with fake reality that ain't [Em] true.
We're acting like a bunch of confused individuals.
Instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a [D] funeral.
The death of what we knew was normal has come.
So it's time for us to break the mold and start on another [Em] one.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your [Em] ways and recognize this is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
Everybody flex upon your ways.
[Em] And open up.
You just about a lot of things coming up.
I still ain't saying your buzz.
Anything to hit [D] my nut.
A savage beast running in the underworld.
Fire on, dirty money, punk rock and rip [Em] curls.
Gotta put a fertilizer in the big tubs.
Hooking up, mining systems, gold pounds, killer [A] buzz.
I never thought the gravy [D] train would ever stop.
Never thought I'd see the [G] day when Pac-Mac kings would [Em] pop.
But the cops must have had a different plan.
Kick down my front door, see mask, spuds [D] and hands.
Goddamn, now I'm facing line again.
Looking back, thinking if I had to do it all [Em] again.
I'm gonna break, release back to the streets.
Put my energy into writing songs and making [D] beats.
Thanks for praise.
Every day's a ganja day.
Ganja day.
Thank you for the ganja [Em] days.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
Where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
Everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
My ganja ways, my ganja days.
Ganja, ganja forever in my mind [D] it stays.
You're not alone.
So many of us out here.
If we come together, we can surely make the cloud [Em] clear.
So rectify, a better vibe.
A longer lasting set of rules will even read [D] apply.
They always know you in the right when you be puffing down.
If you wish to cotton mouth, the king's way above [Em] the ground.
Hey T's, hey sis, film this thug, he's the piss.
Growing up, it's a big old bag.
Practice this, out [D] the back, out the park.
Moms who squirt, apple mints in the dark.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke [Em] a gun.
Each and every day we roll it up.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke it up.
How we do [D] all the time.
Don't really care, it's night and day.
I'm king Selassie, I up in the clouds, up in the sea.
Soar to the sky, I'm great [Em] to be.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you.
[Em] I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you, [Em] oh, ganja.
Key:
D
Em
E
A
F#
D
Em
E
_ This is the ganja night,
where all [E] my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
so everybody flex [F#] upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize,
This is the ganja night,
where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
now everybody flex upon your [Em] ganja ways and recognize,
Why everybody talk about me,
they talk about everything wrong in the world,
I'm wondering why no one talking to peace.
[D] Is there nobody that wants the same thing?
No more plain Jane or feeling of negative energy up in the brain?
Main government sniffing our name [Em] gang.
I'm leveling with you're going to be writing these raps.
We need to remain stoned and snipe promise the edge in the gaps.
[A] Yeah.
2011 is when it all [D] claps.
When a lot of the naysayers are taking the naps.
[Em] That's the world where you pick up a paper printed on hemp and read about
[E] what's really going on around [D] you.
The one on the stories that today are making moves, make any sense.
We're so consumed [E] with fake reality that ain't [Em] true.
We're acting like a bunch of confused individuals.
Instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a [D] funeral.
The death of what we knew was normal has come.
So it's time for us to break the mold and start on another [Em] one.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your [Em] ways and recognize this is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
Everybody flex upon your ways.
[Em] And open up.
You just about a lot of things coming up.
I still ain't saying your buzz.
Anything to hit [D] my nut.
A savage beast running in the underworld.
Fire on, dirty money, punk rock and rip [Em] curls.
Gotta put a fertilizer in the big tubs.
Hooking up, mining systems, gold pounds, killer [A] buzz.
I never thought the gravy [D] train would ever stop.
Never thought I'd see the [G] day when Pac-Mac kings would [Em] pop.
But the cops must have had a different plan.
Kick down my front door, see mask, spuds [D] and hands.
Goddamn, now I'm facing line again.
Looking back, thinking if I had to do it all [Em] again.
I'm gonna break, release back to the streets.
Put my energy into writing songs and making [D] beats.
Thanks for praise.
Every day's a ganja day.
Ganja day.
Thank you for the ganja [Em] days.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
Where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
Everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
My ganja ways, my ganja days.
Ganja, ganja forever in my mind [D] it stays.
You're not alone.
So many of us out here.
If we come together, we can surely make the cloud [Em] clear.
So rectify, a better vibe.
A longer lasting set of rules will even read [D] apply.
They always know you in the right when you be puffing down.
If you wish to cotton mouth, the king's way above [Em] the ground.
Hey T's, hey sis, film this thug, he's the piss.
Growing up, it's a big old bag.
Practice this, out [D] the back, out the park.
Moms who squirt, apple mints in the dark.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke [Em] a gun.
Each and every day we roll it up.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke it up.
How we do [D] all the time.
Don't really care, it's night and day.
I'm king Selassie, I up in the clouds, up in the sea.
Soar to the sky, I'm great [Em] to be.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you.
[Em] I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you, [Em] oh, ganja. _ _ _ _ _ _
where all [E] my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
so everybody flex [F#] upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize,
This is the ganja night,
where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days,
now everybody flex upon your [Em] ganja ways and recognize,
Why everybody talk about me,
they talk about everything wrong in the world,
I'm wondering why no one talking to peace.
[D] Is there nobody that wants the same thing?
No more plain Jane or feeling of negative energy up in the brain?
Main government sniffing our name [Em] gang.
I'm leveling with you're going to be writing these raps.
We need to remain stoned and snipe promise the edge in the gaps.
[A] Yeah.
2011 is when it all [D] claps.
When a lot of the naysayers are taking the naps.
[Em] That's the world where you pick up a paper printed on hemp and read about
[E] what's really going on around [D] you.
The one on the stories that today are making moves, make any sense.
We're so consumed [E] with fake reality that ain't [Em] true.
We're acting like a bunch of confused individuals.
Instead of focusing on what's real, it's like a [D] funeral.
The death of what we knew was normal has come.
So it's time for us to break the mold and start on another [Em] one.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your [Em] ways and recognize this is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
Everybody flex upon your ways.
[Em] And open up.
You just about a lot of things coming up.
I still ain't saying your buzz.
Anything to hit [D] my nut.
A savage beast running in the underworld.
Fire on, dirty money, punk rock and rip [Em] curls.
Gotta put a fertilizer in the big tubs.
Hooking up, mining systems, gold pounds, killer [A] buzz.
I never thought the gravy [D] train would ever stop.
Never thought I'd see the [G] day when Pac-Mac kings would [Em] pop.
But the cops must have had a different plan.
Kick down my front door, see mask, spuds [D] and hands.
Goddamn, now I'm facing line again.
Looking back, thinking if I had to do it all [Em] again.
I'm gonna break, release back to the streets.
Put my energy into writing songs and making [D] beats.
Thanks for praise.
Every day's a ganja day.
Ganja day.
Thank you for the ganja [Em] days.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise your ganja [D] rights.
These are the days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
Where all my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
Everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
My ganja ways, my ganja days.
Ganja, ganja forever in my mind [D] it stays.
You're not alone.
So many of us out here.
If we come together, we can surely make the cloud [Em] clear.
So rectify, a better vibe.
A longer lasting set of rules will even read [D] apply.
They always know you in the right when you be puffing down.
If you wish to cotton mouth, the king's way above [Em] the ground.
Hey T's, hey sis, film this thug, he's the piss.
Growing up, it's a big old bag.
Practice this, out [D] the back, out the park.
Moms who squirt, apple mints in the dark.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke [Em] a gun.
Each and every day we roll it up.
How we do all the time.
Each and every day we smoke it up.
How we do [D] all the time.
Don't really care, it's night and day.
I'm king Selassie, I up in the clouds, up in the sea.
Soar to the sky, I'm great [Em] to be.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
This is the ganja night.
All my people exercise their ganja [D] rights.
These are the ganja days.
So everybody flex upon your ganja ways [Em] and recognize.
I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you.
[Em] I wanna get high with you.
Spend a little time in the afternoon.
[D] Just relax, slow the groove.
I wanna get high with you, [Em] oh, ganja. _ _ _ _ _ _