[Intro]
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
We gonna get you high
Let's get high
Let's get high

[Verse 1: B-Real]
I flow rhymes off just like weed in your chest
Think you got endo, hold your breath
Spittin on the track with Red and Meth
Rollin up a fat, when you smoke a cassette
Or CDs, we bees the ones with the Ouija's
Spread it on the arm, come on believe me
Look who it is, it's the funky feel
Smokin assassin from Cypress Hill
We think she's just resonated?
Fillin my brain till it's saturated
When you get the kush weed and cultivate it
Give it to the hoes who love to hate it
Cause blunts get filled like Hershey Highways
I don't give a fuck who sees where I blaze
Chillin at the rainbow high and faded
You sitting at home, feeling isolated
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