Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloodshot Eyes, artist - Through The Roots. Date of issue: 17.11.2011
Song language: English
Bloodshot Eyes |
| We’re burnin from coast to coast |
| Burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| From the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| We’re burnin' from coast to coast |
| Burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| from the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| Nothin like the first puff up in the mornin, yea |
| Before I clock in |
| I’m already soarin' |
| Flyin thru my days like a 747, and |
| My mind is spinnin' |
| Barrel Rollin thru the heavens, yeah |
| That’s right I’m lifted |
| Straight thru the earth we’ve been gifted |
| If you mess with my weed |
| Then you mess with my business |
| High grade is where I find my inspiration |
| Light it up and pass it round the whole nation |
| From coast to coast burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| From the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz' we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| From coast to coast burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| From the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz' we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| My bloodshot eyes |
| I’m sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot ey ey ey ey eyes |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot eyes |
| I’m sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot ey ey ey ey eyes |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my blood… |
| On any coast I roast |
| Perch up on my post |
| Just tryin' to start a fire |
| Turn this blunt into a roach |
| Don’t tell me how to do this boy |
| I don’t need no coach |
| I be climbin on the clouds |
| Higher than a mountain goat, Woo |
| I blast off like Rocket |
| Eyes Bloodshott-ed |
| Absurd with the words |
| The chronic brings me knowledge |
| Herb teach you the things that you don’t learn in college |
| We’re toastin' up these nuggets, |
| Until the bowls' demolished |
| When I touch down |
| You know its straight to the dispensary |
| I’m Stocking up, you know I’ve got the grocery list with me |
| We’re smokin up |
| Indica, Sativa, CBD |
| Higher than E.T. |
| on this next level greenery |
| Fly thru the night with my seat laid back |
| Heavy the aroma flow from my back pack |
| Yea I wear it proudly |
| Uh huh you smell that |
| Can’t wait to unpack |
| This green collie fat sack |
| From coast to coast burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| From the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz' we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| From coast to coast burning the herb |
| Watch it steady as it slowly roasts |
| From the west and we don’t stress |
| Cuz' we blow the most |
| Green lungs till I die |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| My bloodshot eyes |
| I’m sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot ey ey ey ey eyes |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot eyes |
| I’m sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot ey ey ey ey eyes |
| Sorry for my bloodshot eyes |
| For my bloodshot eyes |