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

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

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

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

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

Oh shit, its deep into my mind
I took seven hits off bud called kind
I close my eyes, my mind joggin
I go again, man, Im mind bogglin'

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

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

I go reminiscin' about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my has been
Dinner to dancin', fly girl
with the homies, smokin' buds and relaxin

High is how I was smokin'
Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what Im
Spliff to my lips as I tilt my back
Lookin' like a mack 'cause Im down to a sack

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

I towards the door but I didnt get far
My high kicked in, I a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air smoggin
I go again kid, Im mind bogglin'

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

I go my mind starts joggin
And I I shouldnt have been hoggin' that indo
And now everythin's
Its another case of a man mind bogglin

sliffs and live the life of Riley
Stay high and be so smiley
For then I wont about tomorrow
Because tomorrow only brings and sorrow

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

In this cell-lock realm Im livin in, dog chains
I got family members from the cocaine
And loved ones up in prison
why Im bailin, yellin, man fuck the system

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

Close my eyes and pray the pain away
Ask the Lord, "Should I to see another day?"
Rob Harris died, I guess one of lifes little 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 a pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
I go again motherfucker my minds bogglin'

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

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

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

Mind
Mind
bogglin
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