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Natti
Too much pot in the brownie pan
Got me baked faster than the brownies, man
Have you ever been high from the inside out?
On the lawn in my boxers like the insides out
Carjack a Care Bear and just ride out
In one of them cloud whips with the OnStar chip
Iâm so high, I hope you understand this shit
Jane was plain tilâ I ate her then she came too quick
Drink water while Iâm rhyming but I still canât spit
My mouth is pure cotton like a t-shirt coughinâ
If baked means potato then my brain is au gratin
Talkin to myself with my neighbors all watchin
But going in the house proves way too hard
When I fall in the front door and land in the back yard
Physics donât apply, midgets in the sky
Skippinâ round my head sayingâ âNegro you so high!â
Deacon
Said Iâm eye to eye with sky Gods beside Horus
Feeling like that white man singing in the chorus
Howâd I grow to be the tallest tree in the forest
Without putting green in a shell like a tortoise, huh?
Rigormortised, higher than a lions chin
If this was symphonies Iâm way up there with violins
If its a choir then, saprano octaves
In an opera, where God lives
Look, I know Iâm soundin like a liar but
These brownies are angel sex, got a n*gga high as fuck
I smoke treesâins through all four seasons
But Iâm like gas prices, high for no reason
Call a nurse your boys higher than Google Earth
And if I fell the impact would put me through the dirt
So let me zoom in, and get my zoom on
This weed is Neil Armstrong Iâm on the moon blown
- Album:
- Oneirology Instrumentals
- Oneirology
- A Piece of Strange
- Dirty Acres
- Southernunderground
- Sloppy Seconds, Volume 1
- Strange Journey, Volume One
- Will Rap for Food Instrumentals
- Sonically Speaking, Volume 39: Februari 2008
- RJD2 Is God
- HVY.15.Sumosonic
- Underground Hip Hop for Dummies, Volume 1
- Loose Ends
- Strange Journey, Volume Two
- Will Rap for Food
- Strange Journey, Volume Three
- Seasons