High As Hell

Phase one
 I grab the Henny and twist the top
 Guzzle it that's when the reaction starts
 I split the chalk with the Dutch
 Had the hash in the greenery, then the L get sparked
 Keith Murray's never smokin' on babith
 Niggas give me dirt and I throw it in the garbage
 Actual facts, writin' exact, sacks of African Black
 I smoke two back to back
 I smoke so much I choke out fire alarms
 With the towel under the door feel the effect of the bar
 Put Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 Inahle it through your mouth, freeze like you froze
 Then shhy, blow it out yo nose
 I put some Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 Put Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 Me and the Funk Doctor Spot up top on the hop
 Block two big jig hot shots coppin' mots
 Seasons slice precise, ice 'n' tights
 Chicken heads that circle the block twice
 If you chokin' then pass 'cause it's not a game
 Bitches hit my blunts and never feel the same
 They start actin strange and kinda erotic
 I try to tell her you a'int nothin bout no chronic
 Ahh drats I think I'll take a long walk
 And light a fat one up for the sergeant general of New York
 Who determine gettin' lifted kill brain cells maybe
 If it wasn't for weed, niggas would be goin crazy
 So smell it from afar, comin' from the bar
 Or rushin' out when I open up the car door
 Whether home or party in a bag or a jar
 Put that lah in the air and represent with a stand form
 I put Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 I put Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 I'm not sayin' I'ma a pothead, 'cause I'm not
 I'm just sayin' that I smoke a lot
 Catch me in V.I.P. smokin' with Dennis Scott
 Or after the show in the parkin' lot
 I only buy weed from a selective few
 'cause niggas is wicked and they will get you
 I ran outta blunts got some paper from your mother
 She had extra weed so we rolled another
 No doubt, I hear you out
 Before I roll my L, I think the cancer part out
 I'ma kite 'cause I missed the buddah spot before the flight
 And damn we gon' be away for like twelve nights
 So here I am in Amsterdam gettin' high again
 You know what, come to think of it, yo, I'd love a Heineken
 Inhale it through your mouth, freeze like you froze
 Then shhy blow it out yo nose
 I put some Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 I put some Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 Looked in the mirror, said to myself yo you high as hell
 I inhale a gray smoke full of tram
 Get 3-Dimensional visions like CD-ROM
 I put some Visine in my eyes so no one can tell
 I don't a fuck so you can tell what the hell, we smoked without y'all
 We smoked without y'all
 We smoked without y'all
 Get lifted, uh, uh
 Yeah I know what time it is, yeah all like that at