It’s friday night!!!
We get sick as f#cksed
I remember bottles of contoct ?, and anything we got our hands on
Get drunk and run around until we get our dirty dance on
Game on, lights out, windows up, blow clouds
Feel the ride, don’t dare let those damn things down
Growin stick up kids and kids whose just stuck up
Roll with pretty boys and some grimy motherf#ckas
If you cause a raucous, smoke so much trees that you nearly coughed your lungs up
Slang them damn things, just to stack your funds up
Hope the feds don’t rush us, watch the fiends stampede
Pretend that they love us, reverends and kings and polluted womb mothers
Sisters and brothers and some kissing cousins
It was hop scotch blocks, now it’s scotch on the rocks
But we still play the dozens, still play the station
Still music makin’, still fill the venues with standard ovations, northwest nation
The class of last year in theory, just as roudy as the next
We’d smoke, duck in powder of coke and cheap sex
So the product starts out dope, then degenerates
Cause these generations don’t learn from past mistakes
The class of last year in theory, just as roudy as the next
Drunks pound, hangin out without no boundaries met
So the product starts out dope, then degenerates
Cause these generations don’t learn from past mistakes
I used to use too much, and produce too little
At the rooftop in the bottom full confused with middle ground
Me never, i get high as a kite with no string and nothing was better
And where a lead do was a dead end but not even that could faze me
Cause my drunk #ss passed out and hit the gas, how crazy!
So now it’s d-u-to the double i, and i get u to the a’s every two f#ckin days
Looking for anything to do but get blazed, which really lowers my options because that’s not in my ways
I mean give me the right substance and i’ll stay entertained
Watch the ceiling for an hour, let it play with my brain
I’m just saying it’s strange, trying to change ones habits
Thc silly? sobbin and a wide range of tablets
That no one prescribed, i’m just that sick and it’s sad
Up until now reality’s the only bad trip i had
The class of last year in theory, just as roudy as the next
We’d smoke, duck in powder of coke and cheap sex
So the product starts out dope, then degenerates
Cause these generations don’t learn from past mistakes
The class of last year in theory, just as roudy as the next
Drunks pound, hangin out without no boundaries met
So the product starts out dope, then degenerates
Cause these generations don’t learn from past mistakes
Back when i was only a kid, who never did things bad
And never had a chance to match bowls, crack skulls, or mac hoes
I’d live on back roads, where waccos built bombs and grew lots of wacky tobacco
Then in high school, at least in my school
Trees where what you need so people think that i’m cool
But in the nighttime, it was my lifetime
I smoked out until i thought that i would flat line
But then i noticed the altitude of my head didn’t matter
If the level of my life is constantly getting banished
So i modified my attitude and i tried to improve
I tried to lose the habit, but my brain wasn’t going to have it
I just didn’t want to believe that i was addicted to weed
I tried to blame it on my dad and must be part of my genes
So i subtract my iq minus the bowls that i smoke
And i hope that my hat’s going to cover the holes
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