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Birds flyin' high know how I feel...Smokin' all day, Drinkin' on hard liquor
I stay high, even higher then a salt licka'
I'm on silver haze, what are you cheifin'?
I'm in the coupe keepin' the rest of the birds sleepin'
and I'm high to the tippy top, twisted in a slip knot, tangled in a griplock.
Will I ever stop? Never that. Light it up, Bring it back. Bring an ounce not a sack.
I got it as foggy as a sauna in the building. Looking for your boy, He's probably crawlin' on the ceiling.
I'm fallin' on the railin', catch me I'm gone. I'm in another zone, but trust me I'm home.
Where the blunts be thicker then my arm and every time a coppa pull up he say "Mister, what is the problem?".
You know I gotta explode, I don't where ya'll are at but I'm in my mode. Where the...
Birds flyin' high know how I feel.
- Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. , a.k.a Lil' Wayne
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Life is trying to make me conform too. I no longer have time for games. Just work and stress and stress relief in the form of magic clouds of smoke. Stupid life.....
Anyway, I miss ya heaps Reef. You my beast! moahahahaha
-Can't stop here, it's bat country-