High Timez

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    [Verse 1]
    Searching through the Indica smoke
    Trying to find a peace of mind
    I feel my thoughts starting to unwind
    I seem to be spinning, that's another second hand
    On a cock, and I can't make the spinning stop
    (Don't stop [cough] do it)
    I stumble through the living room into the kitchen
    I got the munchies and all I got is cold chicken
    My mouth is kind of dry, and my eyes are low
    Still hungry, so I picked up the phone
    Try to call the pizza man, but I can't remember the number
    So I laid down and tried not to fall under
    The scales of the bud has plain got me
    But I would ride around, but I forgot how to use a pen
    So I grab a pad and pen from the floor
    Heard the doorbell ring, but I can't find the fucking dough
    Feels like I'm being watched every move that I make
    I got my .357 so they gonna break
    Looking through the ashtray for the roach
    But I think of better plans before I wind up on my ass
    And pass the fuck out, cause I'm getting high as a kite
    Trying to get a grip on life
    I try to close my eyes and lay down
    But it feels like I'm being spun on a merry go round
    It feels good to have a mellow mind
    But I think I'd better watch it
    Trying to get through the High Timez

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    [Verse 2]
    The hoez is good at he shit
    And I think want to get lit
    Jazz, what a hell of a split for me to get with
    Grab the ashtray and a lighter and get straight to the point
    So I can hit a joint
    Aw, shit
    Now I'm all Fantasy Island
    Where man game gone when I'm playing with his ding dong
    Man, if you're gonna give it to me
    So I whisper in his ears, it's all clear, say do me
    There's a little bird calling my name
    I took a look around, and my lover met a new flame
    So I sit in the heat 'cause it feels good
    While on my mind I'm a tropical neighborhood
    I see a little monkey on a vine
    Swinging closer to me and he hands me a glass of wine
    I take a sweet sip and lay back
    Trying to figure out where Babygirl and Jazz is at
    Could have sworn they was just here chilling
    Fuck it, 'cause those hoes is grown women
    I'm in a tropical paradise all by myself
    Without a care in the world, like a little girl
    I feel a tiny hunger pain inside
    So I get a piece of fruit, but it vanishes before my eyes
    Could I be hallucinating?
    Or am I out of my mind, getting teased by the High Timez

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