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I'ma get you So High...I'ma get you So High...I'ma get you So High...I'ma get you So High...Here I go my mind starts joggin'And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...I know everythings foggin'It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...Back up off me, I need rooms to puffIt's Saint Dog, and I can't get enoughRough. I smoke, so I like it goin' downLetras de cancionesWe're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a poundTwo hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin'But Fuck that shit, I'm hittin till my mind's jellin'And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan'sTo play some pool and max with a couple friendsGrabbed a sack, it's off to a local parkBreak out the bong, pack it tight and let it sparkWindows up so the bug's gettin' fishbowledAnd if you're in you can't escape the indoOh shit, it's gettin' deep into my mindI took seven hits off that bud called kindClose my eyes, my mind starts joggin'Here I go again, man, I'm mind bogglingI'ma get you so high,I'ma make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,I'ma get you so highHere I go my mind starts joggin'And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...I know everythings foggin'It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...Here I go reminiscing about the weekendTakin' time to remember where my shit has beenDinner to dancing, fly girl romancingBallin' with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin'High fashion, is how I was smokingFuck the schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokin'Spliff to my lips as I tilt my head backLookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sackI said (Inhale, exhale),Kottonmouth hit so I said, "that's swell"Pass a tweak to the left, party buzz's set inI need some fresh air because I'm high off that inWalked towards the door but I didn't get farHigh kicked in, I took a seat at the barAs I look into the sky and the air starts smoggin'Here I go again kid, I'm mind bogglingI'ma get you so high,I'ma make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,I'ma get you so highHere I go my mind starts joggin'And I know I shouldn't have been hoggin, that Indo...I know everythings foggin'It's just another case of a man mind bogglin'...Smoke sliffs, and live the life of Riley,Stay high and be so damn smiley,For then I won't worry about tomorrow,Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.Here I go getting deep into my mind againThinking bout good times, smoking kind againBy myself so you say... (Man your hooked on Chronic!)Am I a stoner or a loner Man I can't call,In this cell-lock realm that I'm livin' in (????)I got family members fiending from the cocaineAnd loved ones locked up in prisonThat's why I'm bailin', yellin', "Man fuck the system!"All the pressures of this life get me frustratedSo I reach for the bong so I can get fadedI blaze a bowl hope it takes me to another levelTo escape the pain and all my life's troubleClose my eyes, and pray take the pain awayAsk the Lord should I live to see another dayRob Harris died, I guess that's one of life's little testsJason Thirsk took a bullet straight to the fucking chestMonique Delgado my first real true loveDied at 23, now she's waiting for me up aboveI grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin'Here I go again motherfucker my mind's boggling!I'ma get you so high,I'ma make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,I'ma get you so highSmoke sliffs, and live the life of Riley,Stay high and be so damn smiley,For then I won't worry about tomorrow,Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.I'ma get you so high,I'ma get you so high,I'ma get you so high,I'ma get you so high,Mind bogglin'... From Letras Mania