Текст песни
One maybe two fuck it smoke another few
So high so high off the fumes
Smoke one maybe two fuck it smoke another few
So high so high off
From the dusk till it's dawn
Smoke leaking from my bong
For the lettuce have a fetish
All I need to get along
Phone home to my brotha's tell em' need another pack
Bring me down a couple zips so I can smoke until I pass
Shroom Gloom fill the room
Little plants I consume
One two-step on your grave my trip is now in bloom
Once the bed starts spinning
My face starts grinning
See the look within in my eyes
It's the one of new beginning
Breaking bread with my peoples
To fight the true evils
Government they'll supplement your brain
With rocks and turn you feeble
Mr. Dark side Dracula
Creature of the night
My aura flickers so spectacular
When you cut the lights
If you get lost let me help you find your way
No need to fear
No need to pray
Just listen to what I say
Split ways with the old days
I'm a new man
Lights fades
When the dark preys
Never bite the hand
Smoke one maybe two fuck it smoke another few
One maybe two fuck it smoke another few
One maybe two fuck it smoke another few
So high so high off the groove
Mr. Green thumb with the wicked crops I grow
Catch me cutting down the stalks with a blade made of gold
Too stoned for my good crawling through the neighborhood
Buggin' like a freakazoid
Outer space is where I could just smoke a bowl
All alone within my zone
Let that fire hit the paper have the vapors take me home
Tricomes on the tray two globs to the face
Nose running as im coughing high picking up the pace
I crave this desire to get higher
Let the bud do the talking as the brain is not required
Stay at home hermit gripping on the bong
You can maybe take my life but the weed is staying strong
Check the slow motion replay
And watch your body groove to the beat that the three play
The funk is on the news
So high so high off the fumes
So high so high off the fumes
So high so high off the fumes
So high so high off the fumes