作曲 : Andre Williams/Keith Williams/Dustin Miller/Edwin Andre Williams/Brad Xavier/Steve Thronson It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B Attention young ladies, attention young ladies Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's Powder nutrients growing in the dirt Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak Ya know, ya know, ya know. In a room the size of a telephone booth Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?) One 1000 watt high pressure sodium (kevorki?) buds the size of a ******' Volkswagen, Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math mother******. What's up smokers? Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on Stoners Reeking Havoc I'ma get you so high, I'ma make that ass fly. Hit the bong, stand by I'ma get you so high Back up off me, I need room to puff ****** Babylon, man I can't get enough I smoke, so I like it going down We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin ****** that ************t, I'm hittin till my mind's jelly And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's To play some pool and that's with a couple friends Grab 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 gettin fishbowled And if you're in you can't escape the indo Oh ************t, it's gettin deep into my mind I took 7 hits off that bud called kind Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin Here I go again, man, my mind's boggling I'ma get you so high, mind boggling I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling I'ma get you so high Here I go reminiscing about the weekend Takin time to remember where my ************t has been Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin (?) that ************t is how I was smoking ****** this schwag ************, indo is what I'm tokin Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell' Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in I need some fresh air cuz I'm high off that in Walked towards the door but man I didn't get far High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging Here I go again, yo my mind's boggling I'ma get you so high, mind boggling I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling I'ma get you so high Here I go getting deeper into my mind again Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner Man I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin in I got family members fiending from the ******* And loved ones locked up in prison That's why I'm bailin' ya'll, man ****** 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 and it take me to another level To escape the pain and all my life's trouble Close my eyes, pray take the pain away Ask the lord should I live to see another day Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life's little tests ...take a bullet to the chest (Money can't buy me my?) first real true love, died at 23, now she's waitin for me up above Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin Here I go again mother****** my mind's boggling
作曲 : Andre Williams/Keith Williams/Dustin Miller/Edwin Andre Williams/Brad Xavier/Steve Thronson It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B Attention young ladies, attention young ladies Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's Powder nutrients growing in the dirt Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak Ya know, ya know, ya know. In a room the size of a telephone booth Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?) One 1000 watt high pressure sodium (kevorki?) buds the size of a ******' Volkswagen, Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math mother******. What's up smokers? Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on Stoners Reeking Havoc I'ma get you so high, I'ma make that ass fly. Hit the bong, stand by I'ma get you so high Back up off me, I need room to puff ****** Babylon, man I can't get enough I smoke, so I like it going down We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin ****** that ************t, I'm hittin till my mind's jelly And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's To play some pool and that's with a couple friends Grab 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 gettin fishbowled And if you're in you can't escape the indo Oh ************t, it's gettin deep into my mind I took 7 hits off that bud called kind Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin Here I go again, man, my mind's boggling I'ma get you so high, mind boggling I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling I'ma get you so high Here I go reminiscing about the weekend Takin time to remember where my ************t has been Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin (?) that ************t is how I was smoking ****** this schwag ************, indo is what I'm tokin Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell' Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in I need some fresh air cuz I'm high off that in Walked towards the door but man I didn't get far High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging Here I go again, yo my mind's boggling I'ma get you so high, mind boggling I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling I'ma get you so high Here I go getting deeper into my mind again Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner Man I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin in I got family members fiending from the ******* And loved ones locked up in prison That's why I'm bailin' ya'll, man ****** 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 and it take me to another level To escape the pain and all my life's trouble Close my eyes, pray take the pain away Ask the lord should I live to see another day Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life's little tests ...take a bullet to the chest (Money can't buy me my?) first real true love, died at 23, now she's waitin for me up above Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin Here I go again mother****** my mind's boggling
