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Verse 1:
its a long day Friday
its like movin on this way
got Xzibit up tight, right
Partner came through wit two white boys
(duuude)
talkin noise bout a hot spot
where *** come alone
and *** dont *** block
let the top drop
and we out
hit the liquor store
give me Olde-E and three blunts
no make it four
anything else
(Vitamin C pills and orange juice)
what are you drinking gin
(no dude its the shroomz)
the shroomz? (what?)
yeah thats some other ***
one of the reasons why George Clinton sees the mother ship
how high it make you get
*** up?
throw it up, guts
or do it have you stuck wit soft *** and cant ***
hold up
Verse 2:
now chew 'em up and slam the orange juice
vitamin c chase
kill the taste
you can tell its nasty by the look on my face
dont get it twisted like a *** coked up
and druggied down
see cannibus and mushrooms be comin from the ground
all natural
post it at the club
looking funny style
tight slack
*** feather hat
where the *** at
here
we giving orders at the bar holding money
when all of a sudden
all the people started looking funny
and started lookin runny
and likwitfy
right before my very eye
this is a different kind of high
(ohh ***, you see this ***
this *** melting and ***)
Verse 3:
*** and *** walkin by that i recognize
feeling hypnotized
pupils dilated changing size
thats when i heard the battle cries from across the room
set these crooked *** straight
liquid krew
activate
form of
a bunch of wild *** mashing you
came crashing through
elbows and right hooks for you
we got thrown out by this time
my *** is blown out
pull the phone out
accelleration and we bone out
in the zone out beyond
Captain Kirk and Klingons
*** that im on
be high powered like a yukon
back to my house
*** up
trying to see straight
how much of that *** did I actually take
(2 grams duuude)
god damn
no wonder why I feel like an underneath told the white boy ***
we got beef
over did it homes
*** playin bones in the living room
restless
try to find anything to mess with
where my keys at
pickin up clothes
trying to fold this ***
see my riot gage on the wall
better unload this ***
*** up *** and fire arms dont mix right
cocked back the chamber
dumping shells till it felt lite
thought I dumped the all
counted 7
but it was 8
straight gone
point the barrel at the flow and let it go
(***!, ***!...wooow...ah ah ah its cool, I just shot the flow man.
Its all good, its all good...ah ah where everbody at, ah *** (haha)
*** wit dat ***