Kottonmouth Kings - Old (So High) Lyrics
Ima get you so high...Ima get you so high...Ima get you so high...Ima get you so high...Here I go my mind starts jogginAnd I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...I know everythings fogginIts just another case of a man mind bogglin...Back up off me, I need rooms to puffIts saint dog, and I cant get enoughRough. I smoke, so I like it goin downWere all getting lifted cuz I just stole a poundTwo hits and pass, thats what saints yellinBut ***** that shit, Im hittin till my minds jellinAnd when Im done, Ill head to flannagansTo play some pool and max with a couple friendsGrabbed a sack, its off to a local parkBreak out the bong, pack it tight and let it sparkWindows up so the bugs gettin fishbowledAnd if youre in you cant escape the indoOh shit, its gettin deep into my mindI took seven hits off that bud called kindClose my eyes, my mind starts jogginHere I go again, man, Im mind bogglingIma get you so high,Ima make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,Ima get you so highHere I go my mind starts jogginAnd I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...I know everythings fogginIts 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 relaxinHigh fashion, is how I was smoking***** the schwag weed, indo is what Im tokinSpliff to my lips as I tilt my head backLookin like a mack cuz Im down to blaze a sackI said (inhale, exhale),Kottonmouth hit so I said, "thats swell"Pass a tweak to the left, party buzzs set inI need some fresh air because Im high off that inWalked towards the door but I didnt get farHigh kicked in, I took a seat at the barAs I look into the sky and the air starts smogginHere I go again kid, Im mind bogglingIma get you so high,Ima make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,Ima get you so highHere I go my mind starts jogginAnd I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...I know everythings fogginIts 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 wont 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 cant call,In this cell-lock realm that Im livin in (dog chains? )I got family members fiending from the cocaineAnd loved ones locked up in prisonThats why Im bailin, yellin, "man ***** 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 lifes troubleClose my eyes, and pray take the pain awayAsk the lord should I live to see another dayRob harris died, I guess thats one of lifes little testsJason thirsk took a bullet straight to the *****ing chestMonique delgado my first real true loveDied at 23, now shes waiting for me up aboveI grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hogginHere I go again mother*****er my minds boggling!Ima get you so high,Ima make that ass fly,Pack up the bong stand by,Ima get you so highSmoke sliffs, and live the life of riley,Stay high and be so damn smiley,For then I wont worry about tomorrow,Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.Ima get you so high,Ima get you so high,Ima get you so high,Ima get you so high,Mind bogglin...
