“Hippies and flower children of the 60’s would always describe one sick beat of any nature as being “Groovy” or “Far out”. We feel the same way. It doesn’t matter if it’s guitar, bass, violin, piano, ukulele, anything! This is the beats that intoxicate our brains, blow our minds, and really send us …well… Far out man.”
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I can not get enough of this song by Ras Matthews – Ganja in my Brain. Check some of the lyrics:

Ganja is my currency, Ganja daily bread,
“Give me the Marijuana let it get to my head,
Ganja is my meditation, Ganja in my brain,
Marijuana take away my stress and pain,
Ganja is the medication, Ganja is the cure,
Police fighting Marijuana for sure,
Jamaica’s love spreads calling Ganja,
America’s people smoke Ganja in the car,
I’m not gonna stop smoking my herbs,
If they get me in touch with the Earth,
Make me give thanks for what life is worth,
Two-Hundred Ganja trees there blowing in the breeze,”

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