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It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby be Attention young ladies, attention young ladiesMan homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000'sPowder nutrients growing in the dirtTakin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peakYa know, ya know, ya know.In a room the size of a telephone boothUsing liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?)One 1000 watt high pressure sodium(kevorki?) buds the size of a fuckin' Volkswagen,Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math motherfucker.What's up smokers?Another suburban noize joint for you to pull onStoners Reeking HavocI'ma get you so high, I'ma make that ass fly.Hit the bong, stand byI'ma get you so highBack up off me, I need room to puffFuck Babylon, man I can't get enoughI smoke, so I like it going downWe're all getting lifted 'cause I just stole a poundTwo hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellinFuck that shit, I'm hittin till my mind's jellyAnd when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan'sLetras de cancionesTo play some pool and that's with a couple friendsGrab 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 7 hits off that bud called kindClose my eyes, my mind starts jogginHere I go again, man, my mind's bogglingI'ma get you so high, mind bogglingI'ma make that ass fly, mind bogglingHit the bong stand by, mind bogglingI'ma get you so highHere 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(?) that shit is how I was smokingFuck this schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokinSplif to my lips as I tilt my head backLookin like a mack 'cause I'm down to blaze a sackI said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell'Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set inI need some fresh air 'cause I'm high off that inWalked towards the door but man I didn't get farHigh kicked in, I took a seat at the barAs I look into the sky and the air starts foggingHere I go again, yo my mind's bogglingI'ma get you so high, mind bogglingI'ma make that ass fly, mind bogglingHit the bong stand by, mind bogglingI'ma get you so highHere I go getting deeper into my mind againThinking bout good times, smoking kind againBy myself so you say, am I a stoner or a lonerMan I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin inI got family members fiending from the cocaineAnd loved ones locked up in prisonThat's why I'm bailin' ya'll, 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 and it take me to another levelTo escape the pain and all my life's troubleClose my eyes, pray take the pain awayAsk the lord should I live to see another dayRob 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 aboveGet the pipe, pack it tight, start hogginHere I go again motherfucker my mind's boggling From Letras Mania