Lyrics Fun Lovin’ Criminals – Jimi Choo
Text:
I’m taking incoming rounds
And it looks like the grounds
Coming way too quick by the sounds all around
But over the horizon I’m compilin’ the style
And yo, it’s been a while
Yeah, my one and only
Livin’ the story
You beguiles the glory, smokey
Heat up all night long
Burn the red house down
You put it on ’til it’s gone
She gets me high in the middle of the mornin’
She gets me high in the middle of the day
And when I rolls her tight, she keeps me high all night
I will be blazed till my dying day
She gets me high in the middle of the mornin’
She gets me high in the middle of the day
And when I rolls her tight, she keeps me high all night
I will be blazed till my dying day
Yeah, I’m roasting on coals of suppression
Not stressin’ the mess I’m in
Can’t live your life regretting
I’m betting you’re like me
I’m betting you can see
The light from the fire on the eastern tree
Machine guns all around you
Machine guns pointed at me
Building the son, intending, imposing
Engrossing and posing with cinders of poison
She gets me high in the middle of the mornin’
She gets me high in the middle of the day
And when I rolls her tight, she keeps me high all night
I will be blazed till my dying day
She gets me high in the middle of the mornin’
She gets me high in the middle of the day
And when I rolls her tight, she keeps me high all night
I will be blazed till my dying day
She gets me high in the middle of the mornin’
She gets me high in the middle of the day
And when I rolls her tight, she keeps me high all night
I will be blazed till my dying day
