Old (So High)

(альбом: Hidden Stash - 1999)

I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts jogging
And I know I shouldn't have been hogging that indo
And now everythin's fogging
It's just another case of a man mind boggling

So back up off me, I need rooms to puff
It's Saint Dog and I can't get enough
Rough, I smoke so I like it going down
We're all getting lifted 'cause I just stole a pound

Two hits and pass that's what saint's yelling
But fuck that shit, I'm hitting till my mind's jelling
And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's
To play some pool and max with a couple friends

Grabbed a sack, it's off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug's getting fishbowled
And if you're in you can't escape the indo

Oh shit, it's getting deep into my mind
I took seven hits off that bud called kind
I close my eyes, my mind starts jogging
Here I go again, man, I'm mind boggling

I'ma get you so high
I'ma make that ass fly
Pack up the bong stand by
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts jogging
And I know I shouldn't have been hogging that indo
And now everythin's fogging
It's just another case of a man mind boggling

Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Taking time to remember where my shit has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Balling with the homies, smoking buds and relaxing

High fashion is how I was smoking
Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what I'm talking
Spliff to my lips as I tilt my head back
Looking like a mack 'cause I'm down to blaze a sack

I said, inhale, exhale
Kottonmouth hit so I said, "That's swell"
Pass a tweak to the left, party buzz's set in
I need some fresh air because I'm high off that in

I walked towards the door but I didn't get far
My high kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts smogging
Here I go again kid, I'm mind boggling

I'ma get you so high
I'ma make that ass fly
Pack up the bong stand by
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts jogging
And I know I shouldn't have been hogging that indo
And now everythin's fogging
It's just another case of a man mind boggling

Smoke sliffs and live the life of Riley
Stay high and be so damn smiley
For then I won't worry about tomorrow
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow

Here I go getting deep into my mind again
Thinking 'bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say, man you're hooked on chronic
Am I a stoner or a loner man I can't call

In this cell-lock realm that I'm living in, dog chains
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailing, yelling, man fuck the system

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

Close my eyes and pray take the pain away
Ask the Lord, "Should I live to see another day?"
Rob Harris died, I guess that's one of life's little tests
Jason Thirsk took a bullet straight to the fucking chest

Monique Delgado my first real true love
Died at twenty three, now she's waiting for me up above
I grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hogging
Here I go again motherfucker my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high
I'ma make that ass fly
Pack up the bong stand by
I'ma get you so high

I wanna smoke sliffs and live the life of Riley
Stay high and be so damn smiley
For then I won't worry about tomorrow
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow

I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high
I'ma get you so high

Mind boggling
Mind boggling
Mind boggling
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