| It’s time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B
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| Attention young ladies, attention young ladies
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| Man homeboy’s over here in the garage with 4 1000's
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| Powder nutrients growing in the dirt
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| Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak
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| Ya know, ya know, ya know
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| In a room the size of a telephone booth
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| Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?)
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| One 1000 watt high pressure sodium
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| (kevorki?) buds the size of a fuckin' Volkswagen
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| Ya know what I’m talkin' about, you do the math motherfucker
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| What’s up smokers?
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| Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on
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| Stoners Reeking Havoc
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| I’ma get you so high, I’ma make that ass fly
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| Hit the bong, stand by
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| I’ma get you so high
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| Back up off me, I need room to puff
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| Fuck Babylon, man I can’t get enough
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| I smoke, so I like it going down
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| We’re all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
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| Two hits and pass, that’s what Saint’s yellin
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| Fuck that shit, I’m hittin till my mind’s jelly
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| And when I’m done, I’ll head to Flannagan’s
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| To play some pool and that’s with a couple friends
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| Grab a sack, it’s off to a local park
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| Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
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| Windows up so the bug’s gettin fishbowled
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| And if you’re in you can’t escape the indo
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| Oh shit, it’s gettin deep into my mind
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| I took 7 hits off that bud called kind
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| Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
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| Here I go again, man, my mind’s boggling
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| I’ma get you so high, mind boggling
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| I’ma make that ass fly, mind boggling
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| Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
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| I’ma get you so high
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| Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
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| Takin time to remember where my shit has been
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| Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
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| Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
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| (?) that shit is how I was smoking
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| Fuck this schwag weed, indo is what I’m tokin
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| Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back
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| Lookin like a mack cuz I’m down to blaze a sack
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| I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell'
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| Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in
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| I need some fresh air cuz I’m high off that in
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| Walked towards the door but man I didn’t get far
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| High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
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| As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging
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| Here I go again, yo my mind’s boggling
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| I’ma get you so high, mind boggling
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| I’ma make that ass fly, mind boggling
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| Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
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| I’ma get you so high
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| Here I go getting deeper into my mind again
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| Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
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| By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner
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| Man I can’t cope with this lil hell that I’m livin in
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| I got family members fiending from the cocaine
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| And loved ones locked up in prison
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| That’s why I’m bailin' ya’ll, man fuck the system!
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| All the pressures of this life get me frustrated
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| So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
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| I blaze a bowl and it take me to another level
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| To escape the pain and all my life’s trouble
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| Close my eyes, pray take the pain away
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| Ask the lord should I live to see another day
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| Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life’s little tests
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| …take a bullet to the chest
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| (Money can’t buy me my?) first real true love
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| Died at 23, now she’s waitin for me up above
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| Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
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| Here I go again motherfucker my mind’s boggling |