Текст Wrekonize – Green Funyuns

I just been hoping that maybe the smoke is a
Friend of me strokin’ my ego alone
I’m feelin’ open and openly stoked to be
Hittin’ this bong and it’s gotten me blown
Gimme it, gimme it, I’m just a hippie it’s
Vigilant, vigilant, idiot, idiot
Now I been toking too much and I’m choking and
Have not a notion how I’m getting home…
Okay, I’m on the road
Hands are all sweaty I’m driving all slow
Head is a mess, the time is a toll
If I let it roll I’m in trouble for sure
395 is a mess as you know
Beach is crowded; stressing my soul
Dropping off Bern on the side of the road, and
Hoping I’ll make it a little bit more
Just a little bit more
Tryna get home without checking the po
Why did I smoke like Seth Rogen in ‘Blow’?
Wait that’s not the movie forget it let’s roll…
Sparking a bit
Low on the fuel and the parking’s a bitch
Why am I shaking? My arm did it twitch?
I need a bed and a pharmacist quick
No parking that’s it
I need to get out the car and like quick

I’m freaking out and it’s hard to resist
I need to get to my a-parta-ment…

Okay, I’m losing my mind
Voice in my head says I’m doing just fine
Parking my car way outside of the line
I’ll just come back and re-park it in time
Anything get me inside
Why is the thermostat on sixty-five?
Why am I freezing my freaking behind?
My blood pressure high, I think I’mma die
I think I’mma die
I think I’mma die
I think I’mma die