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Aceyalone - Master Your High lyrics
[chorus] When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> slick rick Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry? "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" First you start mumbling Then you start stumbling Then your motor skills start malfunctioning Could it be the intake Of the chemical that makes your body shake All over, so critical First one running to the bar To get a drink First one hanging out the car Chunky pink Really paralyzed, numb up and sedated Moving with that rubber band body when you faded Smoke about an ounce of weed Drank ten beers, it's just a Matter of time before you start getting the fears You can't steer? (you can't steer?) You can't hear? (you can't hear?) You ain't here, you can't steer clear? You wanna go home? [chorus] When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->slick rick, 'hey Young world' (i think)) Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" You took a half of shrooms, you think you gon die? "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" Can't remember a thing no matter how hard you try "master your high" First you smoke indo Then some chocolate But the gin and juice got you skyrocketing Yo, can i get a long island? Who got the bud? Now you wanna lay it down In the club You supposed to be a thug drinking thug passion But you can barely push it to the house Without crashing Now, you know better Than getting that saucy Trying to mix tequila With kamekaze and bossy (?) Fudge brownies With ganja butter Then you wanna hit the bone? Your eyes flutter Yo, she had a happy face On her ecstacy She started touching her private place While she standing next to me You shoulda had one drink Like your girl Now you in the bathroom Calling earl Oh, now you got the spins, The head-twirls Underestimate your high It rocked your world [chorus] When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" (->slick rick, 'hey Young world' (i think)) Droolin from the mouth with them bloodshot eyes Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" You took a half of shrooms and now you bout to cry? "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" Can't remember a thing on the acid fry "master your high" First you need oxygen For circulation Then you need agua Rejuvination Maybe you should eat something But nothing spicy Maybe try a cold thai Nice and icy Now you can't leave here You can barely open doors Maybe take a shower Open your pores Just try to shake it off Have some activity Get your shit together Then come back to the festivities I'm not saying don't get high Cuz that's on you I'm just saying if you don't get high Then what to do? See, my friend right here Can hold his liquor But my friend right here Is getting sicker So, he started beef with my homie over what? Took this fool to the house To sober up Maybe you should listen up, Heed the warning Or you gonna wake up sick as fuck In the morning God damn! |
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