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Spaced Out

Album: Spaced Out
By:
Point Blur

Duration

3:42

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

"Spaced Out" Produced by Point Blur Co-produced by Philip Aston Mixed and Mastered by Philip Aston Tumblr: blurart.tumblr.com/ Soundcloud.com/pointblur Facebook: www.facebook.com/pointblur Philip Aston: Soundcloud.com/philipastonedm

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Lyrics

Verse 1: Put on that Cypress Hill, we be vibin' to the melodies Me and Mr. B, yup - we've been smokin hella trees If tokin' is a felony, tell that to those who sell this shit Cus we've been coppin' five a week - my dealer must be hella rich Hot boxin the car... drive to catch a movie Laughing so hard that we be lookin' like some loonies If we ain't got the two-piece, then we will hit that cola bottle Bongs over joints... I'm a white boy, whatchu know about it?! Spark Another Owl... Doobie Astray.... Soda and Soap, yup, we play 'em all day Sun glasses on my face, cus my eyes look like they've been fucked Crook but I get shook cus I am paranoia struck Lost my mind I am so high... breathin' like I don't know how... Zonin' out while I choke on smoke, this dope me feelin' so fly Lost my mind I am so high... breathin' like I don't know how... Zonin' out while I choke on smoke, this dope me feelin' so fly Chorus: Faded off of that weed, spaced out, loced out Hittin' 'em purple trees, face hot, doped eyes Lost mind, I am so high... breathin' like I don't know how... Zonin' out while I choke on smoke; this dope got me feelin' so fly X2 Verse 2: My throat gets sore because my bong is dry I'm gonna inhale some more untill I close my eyes I guess my lungs gon' hurt, before I blow my mind Burn marks on my favorite jeans, but fuck it, I am high I'm not gonna lie... my bedroom reeks of marijuana It's layered in a haze, so I can't hide it if I wanna Lights off but windows up so that I can stand the heat I'm getting lost in the music, yup, I'm feelin the beat So come blow ya dome out the ozone layer Don't stop untill you are long gone player Long blunt papers, bongs and vapors Dry gin ala Gordons on the rocks; no chaser We trippy like Juicy get lost in the music Laughing all goofy and acting all stupid Put hash in a bucket and fucking abuse it (put hash in a bucket and fucking abuse it) It hits so god... I'm feelin great... If you're faded too... I hope you can relate And I don't give a fuck if they don't legalize it Believe that if I want it, then I'm just gon' buy it Chorus: Faded off of that weed, spaced out, loced out Hittin' 'em purple trees, face hot, doped eyes Lost mind, I am so high... breathin' like I don't know how... Zonin' out while I choke on smoke; this dope got me feelin' so fly X2

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