Good Times歌词

I get high,
I get high,
I get high,
I get high
I get high,
I get high,
I get high,
I get high
I get high on your memory
High on your memory, high on your memory
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high, high
Everyday I need an ounce and a half
S.P., the only flower that you know, with a bounce in a half
Listen kid,
I need a mountain of cash
So I could roll up, hop in the whip and like, bounce to the ave
I get high 'cause
I'm in the hood, the guns is around
It take a blunt just to ease the pain that humbled me now
And I'd rather roll somethin' up, 'cause if
I'm sober, dog
I just might flip, grab my guns and hold somethin' up
I get high as a kite,
I'm in the zone, all alone
************ case,
I'm dyin' tonight
So I roll 'em up, back to back, fat as
I couldYou got beef with
Styles P,
I come to splatter the hood
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high, high
Aiyyo, I smoke like a chimney
Matter of fact
I smoke like a gun when a killer see his enemy
I smoke like
Bob Marley did, add to that
That I smoke like the hippies did back in the 70's
Spit with the finishin' touch, get this, that
I'ma finish you before
I finish the dutch
I get high like the birds and the planes
I get high when bullets hit faces after words exchanged
I get a rush off the blood on the walls, you understand?
Like the M-5 pedal when it's touchin' the floor
I get high 'cause **** it, what's better to do?
And I'ma never give a ****, that's right 'cause
I'm better than you
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high, high
I'ma smoke till my lungs collapse,
I'm from a era where
****** 'cause terror over guns and crack
Where a dollar bill is powerful,
I smoke **** 'cause
Time seem precious and
I know what a hour do
High for a livin', gots to ride for a livin'
With my real gangsta ****** that'll die for a livin'
****, I get as high as
I could, 'cause if you see things
Like I see things that
I'ma die in the hood
************, understand it's full service to you
I don't smoke the **** if it ain't purple or blue
And you could name any rapper, if you want he could die
This is S.
P., dump it in you, *****,
I get high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high
I get high, high, high, high...