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Ima get you so
Ima get you so
Ima get you so
Ima get you so

Here I go my mind joggin
And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin' indo
And now foggin
Its just case of a man mind bogglin

So back up off me, I need rooms to
Its Saint Dog and I get enough
Rough, I smoke so I it goin down
Were all gettin' lifted 'cause I just a pound

Two hits and thats what saints yellin
But fuck that shit, Im hittin' my minds jellin
And when Im done, Ill to Flannagans
To play some pool and max a couple friends

a sack, its off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it
up so the bugs gettin fishbowled
And if youre in you cant escape the

Oh shit, its gettin deep my mind
I took seven hits off that bud kind
I close my eyes, my starts joggin
Here I go again, man, Im bogglin'

Ima get you so
Ima that ass fly
up the bong stand by
Ima get you so

Here I go my mind joggin'
And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin' that
And now everythin's
Its just another of a man mind bogglin

Here I go about the weekend
Takin time to remember my shit has been
to dancin', fly girl romancin'
Ballin the homies, smokin' buds and relaxin

High fashion is how I was
Fuck the schwag weed, is what Im talkin
Spliff to my as I tilt my head back
Lookin' like a mack Im down to blaze a sack

I said, inhale,
hit so I said, "Thats swell"
Pass a to the left, party buzzs set in
I need some fresh air Im high off that in

I walked towards the but I didnt get far
My high in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air smoggin
Here I go again kid, Im mind

Ima get you so
Ima that ass fly
Pack up the bong by
Ima get you so

Here I go my starts joggin
And I I shouldnt have been hoggin' that indo
And now foggin
Its just another case of a man bogglin

sliffs and live the life of Riley
Stay high and be so damn
For then I wont worry tomorrow
tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow

Here I go gettin' deep into my again
Thinkin' 'bout good times, kind again
By myself so you say, man hooked on chronic
Am I a stoner or a man I cant call

In this cell-lock that Im livin in, dog chains
I got members fiendin' from the cocaine
And ones locked up in prison
Thats why Im bailin, yellin, man the system

All the pressures of this get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get
I blaze a bowl hope it me to another level
To escape the pain and all my lifes

Close my eyes and take the pain away
Ask the Lord, "Should I to see another day?"
Rob Harris died, I guess thats one of lifes tests
Jason Thirsk took a bullet straight to the chest

Monique Delgado my real true love
Died at twenty three, now shes waitin' for me up
I grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, hoggin
Here I go motherfucker my minds bogglin'

Ima get you so
Ima that ass fly
Pack up the bong by
Ima get you so

I wanna smoke sliffs and the life of Riley
Stay high and be so damn
For then I wont worry about
Because tomorrow only brings and sorrow

Ima get you so
Ima get you so
Ima get you so
Ima get you so

bogglin
Mind
Mind
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