Get High

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Get High:

PACK THE WEED, IN THE BOWL, LIGHT IT UP YOU'LL KNOW FOR SURE
GET HIGH
GOT BLUNTS OF DRO, YEAINTNO, FEELIN THAT FEELIN FROM HEAD TO TOE
GET HIGH

Man, it's been a long day and I'm feelin kinda tired,
cause the funky boss is trippin, cold let me know I'm fired,
so I head up to the crib, in the fleetwood cadilac
turn the bass up, broke a swisher, and I reach into my sack,

twist the goodies in the optimo to put my mind at ease,
when I'm lost up in that woody bet I'm gonna hit dem trees
when I listen to dat music, put dat song be soundin wrong,
gotta put it in the atmosphere and take it to the bong,

now mary jane be to the brain, what that sunshine be snow
so I flip the script, and take a ride, and blaze up on that dro
head to church's cause I'm hurtin for dat chicken when it's fried
walked up in the place and saw flordia evans with red eyes

now you know the pope be smokin and dat dhali lama too,
dat nigga jesus used to blaze up back in 1982
man the highway got me swervin an the music got me playin
and the dro done got me fucked up I forgot what I was sayin man, shit


these niggas always talkin bout how we got high,
cause everytime we smokin, there be clouds in the sky
fuck that nick and dime, i'm the main supply
sellin weed by the pound till the sack go dry

I got the funky funk, I got purple purp
I got dat reggie miller that's straight out da dirt
so when you in A-town and you wanna get high,
aim that gun, at the sun, and shoot the sky

just wait til night, if you wanna get high
you got my beeper number, and you know this bweigh
just listen for the knock, aint no passin by
just dial 1-800-dro-dro if you want to buy

I'm a mother fuckin gangsta from a motherfuckin hood
and when I bring the sack, you know you should
have enough funds to settle your debt,
bweigh I'll take yo life for the disrespect


We gonna light it up, hold the smoke, blow it out it aint no joke
take another, feel the fire, hold yo breath and then perspire
feel real good, now you stoned, left yo ass, all alone
don't be scared, just be high, maybe later you gonna die

just a joke, just for fun, keep on smokin til its done
once it's out, find some more, roll da blunt and lock da door
eat some food, get real sick, call the bitch get on yo dick
do you once, do you twice, blow job, hand job, that's real nice

push dat hoe right out da door and once she gone then smoke some mo
get so high, yet again, it's yo weed don't tell yo friends,
you run out? whatchu know, grab some money and buy some dro
pack it up, in a bowl, smoke down deep, reach yo goal,

high we is, life's a bore, get high later, that's for sure
everyday, just the same, plant some weed and wait for rain
never comes? that's alright, steal some plants late at night
buy the black, break it open, roll that weed and then start smokin

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from Incoqnekronomicon, released June 6, 2006

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