Luyện nghe bài hát Strange Dayz

Magic mushrooms x-tacy, cannibus, ludes, and GHB ?n- downers and THC blues
And vics and on sheets

Hey yo Loc
What's up Richter?
I still sport the same frame, I just the big picture
Now sit your ass down right in the front row
To let you know how we smoke at a Kings Show
You we do it, did it, doin it again
I need at ten tokes for my day to begin
A big sack of the chronic, you know I'm always on it
Steady smokin out the glass, got the plastic go and it
And get a refund check, I bet you sell your mamma's
You keep bouncin like my off the walls just because
You a piece of what I got plus a sack of my pot
Think really gonna get it, thought wrong, I think not
We up at Four Twenty in the old rotation
Rolled up on the homies, what you blazin
said some purple kush
That they got Riverside
But I knew was fakin, the shit barely got me high

Everything looks the same- but everything so differently- and I don't know if its just
All in my head or if I'm losin my sanity- My smokin my drinkin is foggin my thinkin what
They all keep tellin me- and faces-n-places keep changin and everything feels so strange
To me?

Now we out on the road, different city every
Different ho's night, different flows every night
We drunk off Bud Light
So fuck the Liquor
We drink by the can, cup, bottle, or pitcher
You'll see us onstage faded straight as fuck
You'll hear us down your block when we're in our trucks
That's what's up, damn I blew woofer man that's just my luck
that's your luck, I hope mine's better then that
As I tilt my hat, and twist off my beer cap
Yeah, kinda crazy doin 80 in the dirt
With his bike in the back and a in his lap
I don't feel the hurt, when it's time I go
Third gear buckled, shit even hurt
Well you know I seen the footage, and the don't lie
Knocked the wind out his chest and straight his eye

Everything looks the same- but everything feels so differently- and I don't know if its
All in my head or if I'm losin my sanity- My smokin my drinkin is foggin my thinkin what
They all keep tellin me- and faces-n-places keep changin erasin and feels so strange
To me?

I'm feelin so strange the addition of pills
little tiny blue things with no time to kill
Eat the whites, they'll keep you rollin' till the mornin'
one with a chick, you know that night you might be bonin'


I'm feelin kind of dazed and I'm out of
Ya know the big ol fatties are the 3's
And the orange ones I got come straight overseas
You know how I do it, up everyday
Drinkin beers in my bed, waitin for a to play
And I love being on one, two, three, or
Looped, staring at the with my back on the floor
Five, six, I out with my Dick
I called this bitch, she was a lil ass
Now we not saying right, but strange is how we're livin
Just goin through life having fun with what we're

Everything looks the same- but feels so differently- and I don't know if its just
All in my head or if I'm losin my sanity- My smokin my is foggin my thinkin that's what
They all keep me- and faces-n-places keep changin erasin and everything feels so strange
To me?