Bald Head Scallywags - TwosmashT ((Alien Roach Clip Remix))

Man I'm fucked up I'm looking at at empty glass
I've smoked a pack of cigarettes
I've smoked a bag of grass
If I got up I'd probably fall on my ass
I'm not moving quick yet the times moving fast
Platinum blunts, I'm smoking cosmopolitan
I'm hiding away in Upper Ross Condon
That's where I'll be if you could see me
But please you could not see me
I'm under the house and I'm lounged on the couch
I gotta get up or I'll pass out
Fuck I'm drunk and Fish you're quiet as fuck
Did we just smoke all the skunk
Ahh fuck I just about fell out my window
Just finished off some Makers and a bag of Indo
Now I'm looking around like which fucken way do we go
And I'm freaking out there's nothing left in my weed bowl
Call my homies took me up another refill
Been getting too smashed before I even went to preschool
Ahh shit Cuz quick you better grab the wheel
I'm driving to smashed to smashed that I can't even feel
The pedals or steering wheel or anything else in fact
But I know I'll feel better after my fucken blunt is wrapped
That's why we be high
I'm wondering why I'm looking up at the sky
I'm smoking the grass
I puff puff pass
Everybody break out some more cash
We need to score
We need some more
We need to spend all our money until we're poor
And if there's any left we be
Off to the liquor store
Smoking weed
It's a crime like theft
You passing the blunt on the man on the left
Rookies get beat down cause they ain't ready
I'm smoking that green weed up like spaghetti
All day I'm rolling blunts
Who's got some chunks
Man I couldn't be anymore fucked up
I knew it
Cuz
I shouldn't have taken that acid trip
Now I'm looking around while the world is doing backflips
Ahh no
Now I'm feeling sick I'm too smashed
Why is there a snake crawling under the mat
And where that dog come from over the back fence
It's been three days and still I can't see shit
And Cuz doesn't look so good
Where's he at
Ahh fuck man I think he's dead
And I'm pacing up and down the hallways
These halls seem to be closing in around me and I can't sleep
I peel the sheets back to have a peep
But I freak
This been going on for weeks and weeks
I'm too smashed help me
So you have it
B.H.S
The landing
From us to you
Till next time
Peace out
Hahaha
Hahahaha
Ahaha hahaha
Motherfukers what

Written by:
George Mamalis, Joseph Kuipers

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