Smoked Out (feat. Twista)

I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed Get the dope, chop it up Get the plate, I can't wait Fifth of Henn', in my hand Ask for some, you too late Now I'm high, really high Man, I'm about to shout I see you over there talking But what the fuck you talking about? Oh I'm blazed, in a daze Purple haze and ash trays Mac Mike you got the light We green this ain't no fucking day Black Havener Craving the vapors of chronic DJ P with no weed and no white This shit is so fucking ironic I got them blood shot red eyes Look into my eyes Did you see a big surprise Can you tell a nigga high I can fly, I can float Meet your boy up on the boat Watch me dive into the water Like Titanic when it broke Yo, keep the weed coming Keep them drinks coming Niggas walking around In a daze like they need something Green bumming Lighters flicking On the road their ain't no finish Send them back Stop in the kitchen Nigga this is just the beginning Yeah! I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed Hearses circling my house with wack-ass rappers in the rear Hella lame in my ear, I come to ruin your career Vocal cords sore, cyborg, morgue souvenir Skins of belly, body smelly, death is in the atmosphere Peace is extinct, bloody street, make them stink Planes crash, ships sink, every boss gets weak Every enemy sleep, feel the nuclear nigga heat May I propose a toast? It's coming close to World War III Fright night under moonlight, Memphis butcher Mutilate and torture pressure cooker, Satan took ya I'll beat ya till there's nothing left but slop Feed you to the swamp Running through the forest like Gump, bloody tree trunk Bitch, you want a piece of these? Might as well take the heart There was no love from the start Sprinkle body parts Woe, onto you my foe 'Cause you just don't know Smoked out, snorted, drunk, blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunk and then I'm blowed Got me gone off herb And the erk when I swerve to the curb For the derb in a 'burban Fresh off earling and Hanging out where they serve They still got some Phillies and we pearling Show me where they working From the bank dawg Money on a fifth of Henn' Tell the motherfucker drink up While the skunk weed start to stank up Bitches, go and get some gin We gon' get the party cranked up Put your bank up, we gon' need more Reefer chain cause our cryptic addicted to weed smoke Hit the Swishers and proceed slow Take a pull, choke, shit, this weed dope And I'm off my square now Went and yelled out Where the nigga trying to get sloppier Dropping ya If you trying to get us While we uzing them Rolling with the Three 6 mafia Popping ya, popular Bucking niggas with the rhyme Close encounters of the herb kind Leave you sitting on the curb crying South side getting bucked up In a party with a burb mind We gonna tear this bitch up Cause we fucked up Gone off that sticky When the Zoloft then hit me Having paranoid illusions Of nigga trying to get me Infatuated with drugs Smoked out, snorted out, drunk and then blowed Getting crunk in that mode Twista gotta stay high Smoke a skunk 'til I'm old Now chucking like im sea sick On the front porch with the mob And we be thick Roll when you see Twista and Three 6 Who can bog the motherfucking mind Like an eclipse on the weed tip