High Timez Lyrics by H.W.A.

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[cough] [Verse 1] Searching through the Indica smoke Trying to find a peace of mind I feel my thoughts starting to unwind I seem to be spinning, that's another second hand On a cock, and I can't make the spinning stop (Don't stop [cough] do it) I stumble through the living room into the kitchen I got the munchies and all I got is cold chicken My mouth is kind of dry, and my eyes are low Still hungry, so I picked up the phone Try to call the pizza man, but I can't remember the number So I laid down and tried not to fall under The scales of the bud has plain got me But I would ride around, but I forgot how to use a pen So I grab a pad and pen from the floor Heard the doorbell ring, but I can't find the fucking dough Feels like I'm being watched every move that I make I got my .357 so they gonna break Looking through the ashtray for the roach But I think of better plans before I wind up on my ass And pass the fuck out, cause I'm getting high as a kite Trying to get a grip on life I try to close my eyes and lay down But it feels like I'm being spun on a merry go round It feels good to have a mellow mind But I think I'd better watch it Trying to get through the High Timez [Verse 2] The hoez is good at he shit And I think want to get lit Jazz, what a hell of a split for me to get with Grab the ashtray and a lighter and get straight to the point So I can hit a joint Aw, shit Now I'm all Fantasy Island Where man game gone when I'm playing with his ding dong Man, if you're gonna give it to me So I whisper in his ears, it's all clear, say do me There's a little bird calling my name I took a look around, and my lover met a new flame So I sit in the heat 'cause it feels good While on my mind I'm a tropical neighborhood I see a little monkey on a vine Swinging closer to me and he hands me a glass of wine I take a sweet sip and lay back Trying to figure out where Babygirl and Jazz is at Could have sworn they was just here chilling Fuck it, 'cause those hoes is grown women I'm in a tropical paradise all by myself Without a care in the world, like a little girl I feel a tiny hunger pain inside So I get a piece of fruit, but it vanishes before my eyes Could I be hallucinating? Or am I out of my mind, getting teased by the High Timez

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