Cloudy-Eyed Stroll Tech N9ne

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley trippin' 'cause we alto
I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
'Cause they kicked us out for throwin' balls in other people's lane
Sunny day in the summer is 'bout to become a cloudy one
Outey from perious puffs, devious sluts, mischievous stuff
Picked up the phone, it's on
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
Once again I'm pulling out my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glen
'Cause me and my Rogue Dogs and Road Hoggs
Slippin' on a mission and contemplating on old calls
30 minutes later I'm waitin' at the door, ready to go
Feelin' relieved when I heard my niggas roll
Yellin', "that's my ride" as my baby girl cries
Stepped inside, looked around and everybody's lookin'

[Chorus: Paul Law]
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed
Cloudy-eyed, cloudy-eyed

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Everybody's blown but me
Timley got them straight cumulus in his eyes
Prolly because, Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday sunny day had that izm
Got it, Scoob just started because his eyes reach stratus
435 North, we dippin' the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking, I'm hoping to get the new rotation working
No joking, eyes open, for the feels what it is
What it was and what it shall be is we on high L.A. indeed
Pass the puffy on the Midwest town side, much obliged
'Cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy-eyed
Windows down, wind goes 'round my crown astounded
Right now my marial don't wanna be grounded
I clowned it, now my name is Munchie
Ooh, you high, 7-11 got the best food in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
From the depths of Mizzou, niggas have no clue what to do
Caught up with Black and Txx Will
What's the deal? On our way to New Peking for real
We loud and boisterous as we stepped inside
Peoples lookin' at us funny 'cause everybody's lookin'