Old (So High) Songtext / Lyric

Ima get you so high...

Ima get you so high...

Ima get you so high...

Ima get you so high...



Here I go my mind starts joggin

And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...

I know everythings foggin

Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...






Back up off me, I need rooms to puff

Its saint dog, and I cant get enough

Rough. I smoke, so I like it goin down

Were all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound

Two hits and pass, thats what saints yellin

But fuck that shit, Im hittin till my minds jellin

And when Im done, Ill head to flannagans

To play some pool and max with a couple friends

Grabbed a sack, its off to a local park

Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark

Windows up so the bugs gettin fishbowled

And if youre in you cant escape the indo

Oh shit, its gettin deep into my mind

I took seven hits off that bud called kind

Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin

Here I go again, man, Im mind boggling



Ima get you so high,

Ima make that ass fly,

Pack up the bong stand by,

Ima get you so high



Here I go my mind starts joggin

And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...

I know everythings foggin

Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...



Here I go reminiscing about the weekend

Takin time to remember where my shit has been

Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing

Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin

High fashion, is how I was smoking

Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what Im tokin

Spliff to my lips as I tilt my head back

Lookin like a mack cuz Im down to blaze a sack

I said (inhale, exhale),

Kottonmouth hit so I said, "thats swell"

Pass a tweak to the left, party buzzs set in

I need some fresh air because Im high off that in

Walked towards the door but I didnt get far

High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar

As I look into the sky and the air starts smoggin

Here I go again kid, Im mind boggling



Ima get you so high,

Ima make that ass fly,

Pack up the bong stand by,

Ima get you so high



Here I go my mind starts joggin

And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...

I know everythings foggin

Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...



Smoke sliffs, and live the life of riley,

Stay high and be so damn smiley,

For then I wont worry about tomorrow,

Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.



Here I go getting deep into my mind again

Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again

By myself so you say... (man your hooked on chronic!)

Am I a stoner or a loner man I cant call,

In this cell-lock realm that Im livin in (dog chains? )

I got family members fiending from the cocaine

And loved ones locked up in prison

Thats why Im bailin, yellin, "man fuck the system!"

All the pressures of this life get me frustrated

So I reach for the bong so I can get faded

I blaze a bowl hope it takes me to another level

To escape the pain and all my lifes trouble

Close my eyes, and pray take the pain away

Ask the lord should I live to see another day



Rob harris died, I guess thats one of lifes little tests

Jason thirsk took a bullet straight to the fucking chest

Monique delgado my first real true love

Died at 23, now shes waiting for me up above

I grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin

Here I go again motherfucker my minds boggling!



Ima get you so high,

Ima make that ass fly,

Pack up the bong stand by,

Ima get you so high



Smoke sliffs, and live the life of riley,

Stay high and be so damn smiley,

For then I wont worry about tomorrow,

Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.



Ima get you so high,

Ima get you so high,

Ima get you so high,

Ima get you so high,



Mind bogglin...