Smoked Out

{hook: (8x)lord infamous}

I'm smoked out snorted out

Drunken and I'm blown

{dj paul}

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 havana

Craving the vapors of chronic

Dj p with no weed and know what

This shit is so fucking ironic

{juicy j}

I got them blood shot red eyes

Look into my eyes

Did you see a big surprise

Can't 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 that daze like they need something

Cream bumming

Lighters flicking

On the road their ain't no finish

Send them back

Stop in the kitchen

Nigga this is just the beginning

{hook: (8x)lord infamous}

I'm smoked out snorted out

Drunken and I'm blown

{lord infamous}

Hearses circling my house

With wack ass rappers in the rear

Hella lame in my ear

I come to ruin your career

Vocal cords swords

Side board more souvenir

Skins of belly body

Smelly death is in the atmosphere

Peace is extinct

Bloody street

Make them steal

Planes crash ships sink

Every poison gets sweet

Every enemy see

Feel the nuclear nigga heat

May I propose a toast

Its coming close to world war iii

Fright night

Under moonlight

Memphis picture

Mutilating torture pressure

Till the satan took ya

I'll beat ya till there's nothing left but slop

Feed you to the swamp

Running through the forest like gunk

Bloody tree trunk

Bitch you want a piece of this

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 blown

{hook: (8x)lord infamous}

I'm smoked out snorted out

Drunken and I'm blown

{twista}

Got me gone off herb

And I earn when I swerve to the curb

For the derb and the bourbon

Fresh out early and

Hanging with the soldiers

Still got the feelings that we pearling

Show me where they working

From the bank dawg

Money on a fifth of henn

Tell the motherfucker drink up

Why the skunk weed starting to stank dawg

Bitch go and get some gin

We gonna get the party cranked up

Put your bank up we gonna need more

Weefer chain cause our cryptic addicted to weed smoke

Get incisions of pure seeded snow

Take a puff choke shit of 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

Buck at niggas with the rock

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 I zone off can't hit me

Have me going in illusions

Trying to get me

Infatuated with drugs

Smoked out snorted out drunken and blown

Getting crunk in that mode

Twista gotta stay high

Smoke a skunk till I'm old

Now chucking like I'm 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