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High;)
- We get high while we smoking marijuana
- watch the sun rise in pajamas smokin ganga
- im sharin all my medicine im feelin fuckin excellent
- lightin up a spliff playin super saga genesis
- dizzy like a trippy hippy smokin on that sticky icky
- gettin really silly while we bumpin to some Biggie
- judgin like you judy roll another scoobie doobie
- yabada doo smokin Yabba Dabba Goo
- ashes on my sneakers rollin weed up at my leisure
- bumpin wiz kalhifa peyton manning with the reefer
- cuz i puff puff pass the weed to my recievers
- this potent got me floatin like im coastin in the ocean
- newtons law of motion while we keep the blunts roastin when I smoke this,
- oh shit, mind like an ocean, high like I'm fearing the sky, spirit in motion,
- fly like I'm nearing sublime, feeling precocious, time after time,
- divine lyrical potion. I'm mastering the spoken word one toke at a time,
- I have to bring the flow give in to focusing minds, disaster isn't kosher
- when your broken inside, hoping to find a way to escape pain,
- OPEN the third eye!! the mystery is written in the history,
- the shift that we predict to see is fit to be the victory we wish to be
- the fix to these ridiculous conniptions which depict disease
- and trick the people into fricken evil leaving them to bleed!
- It fazes me every time that i play this melody
- smoking is a crime but i pay no penalty
- and all these commenters who then cannot see
- that I’m the pedigree bringing out the best in me
- and outdoing them in every single attribute
- verses to the most extreme levels of magnitude
- perhaps it’s my persistence or my attitude
- that makes me drop these bombs like bin laden could
- Higher than seven forty sevens jumbo jets
- Higher than the clouds where there are no nets
- to stop us. Soon as I enter straight onto a bong
- exchange it for a mic and write a great song
- Passing the green chop around laughing
- shitting ourselves while we coughing and puffing
- stuffing ourselves with doritos and oreos
- licking them inside out like they were horny hoes
- purple kush orange kush pineapple express
- no bud at a sesh is ever left in excess
- smoking and drinking and drinking and smoking
- burning and pulling and holding and choking
- but not just cones, we pulling one or two Gs
- burning through them like shots from uzis
- and yet I’m still able to write these fat lyrics
- remaining more bitter than a warm corona beer is
- it’s clearest the notion that I hold bud the dearest
- but i freak out when i find: at home i left my clearies
- every line spat quicker than a smith and wesson
- everything written in the length of a lesson
- This ability is within us you all just gotta find it
- Listen to me, of old school you should be reminded
- A way of life pervaded in our spirituality
- it’s a skill locked away inside our humanity
- new artists say they’re better like nah you cannot be
- Incorporate the old in verses like a new side of me
- high like I'm floating in the sky my third eye is open
- hoping to find a good omen, cause i got the potion
- moving slow motion living life faded pupils dilated
- mind sense degraded since you invaded
- guess it was fated your so over rated
- and let it be stated it cant be debated.
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