{*sampled woman singing "So High" in background
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throughout whole track*}
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[Intro: ??? (RZA)]
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Yeah son, 36 dirty
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(Smoked out.. oh.. smokin.. smokin)
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Oh, yeah man, It's Not a Game son
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Yo Ra man (Smokin) Yo Ra man, bring it back
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We gotta bring them ten of them, nahI'msayin?
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And don't forget that Remy with the.. (Smokin) that Henny, knowImean?
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And that big booty bitches with it ripped off
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With the jiggles on, knowI'msayin?
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Yeah bring some big women and smoke it
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Get high over here, knowI'msayin? (Smokin)
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Straight like that baby
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Let them niggaz know what's up Ra
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[RZA]
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BZZZZ..
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Killa Bee will sting, blitz from the sticky green
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I had the chocolate thai mixed with the G-13
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From the supercali-fragalistic twisted
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Throat dry as brownies, I had to sip a Mystic
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Called up Johnny Blaze cuz I know he like to smoke
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He said for migraine headaches weed be the anti-dote
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Brown bags got more seeds than a cantaloupe
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Northern Lights have you runnin like wild antelopes
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Seen through a microscope, crystallized T.H.C.
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I mix mine with the Digi soaked in minty leaf
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And I puff.. puff and I smoke the smoke
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{*coughs three times*} ..but I didn't choke
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[Timbo King]
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Blaze up, and let's smoke 'til we hazed up
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What you drinkin? Lemonade or Henny straight up?
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Super-high motherfucker, nigga, Wake Up
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And cop a bag of that good shit
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Eh-yo, dip that shit, nigga, one pull and pass
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Smoke 'til ya lungs collapse and hit ya ass
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'Dro, evergreen, ever seen seeds?
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No, you never seen trees like these
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Budded, with the crystal studded
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I'm blunted with the pistol, shut it
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Keep smokin.. {*inhales*} super-high nigga
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I'm whino real, fifty sack of that good shit
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From the hood shit
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Got the Remy on my side 'til death do us
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Eyes low, breath smellin like hydro
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I'm high yo, up in the Tahoe bumpin Faith
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Keep gats like G's son, just in case
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Blackjack Las Vegas, we puff God shivegas
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High outta my mind, forgot what today is
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It's Bo King blunted, chokin on the Arizona
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Smoke scream effects, smell the green marijuana
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{*inhales*}
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[Outro: ??? (Timbo King)]
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So High girl, Ohwee (Uh, good shit, good shit)
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So High, So High, uh
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(We got yo nostrils flaired smokin on the chocolate)
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Ah.. Killa Bee drama.. look at the chick yo she high..
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Yeah.. I'm gettin all that baby
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I'm only gon' get ya high one time
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Seen? Yeah, we gon' get you high over here
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NahI'msayin? Mix some of this Cognac
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Mix it back baby, get some realy tonic here
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Straight up G mackin up in here baby
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Black dust on the road with this.. flow
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Goin on and on, didn't I try to tell ya?
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Yeah, straight up Wu-Tang baby
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Nigga, knowI'msayin? Umm-hmm
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This is what you need, I'm So High girl
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I just wanna lay a little guerilla back on a sweetback baby
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That's what I'm tryin to tell ya, umm-hmm
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So High (G-13)
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| RZA |
