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you don't toke
I'm walking on eggshells and I don't want no yolk
You were pissed when we spoke (yikes)
Left with fire, brimstone and smoke
Calling me

chose,
So we gotta down this road,
At the end of the day,

Yeah,

Blow more smoke clouds than choo choo trains,
Announcements followed by numbers

blow that smoke out
Yeah we get high like no doubt
We so high like no clouds
I'm back with my flowing
I know what to do attack my opponent
Everything

Strange and Unproductive Thinking

David Lynch

Crazy Clown Time

2011

which will remind us of the red cookie-jar, 
And the smiles dancing around in the golden afternoons, while the pipe
Puffs out small clouds of smoke from

riding down Atlantic
I bet I show up to the club with a bad baddie

That's my old lady, she a bad baby
She hates it when I call her that, she goes all

Smoke Out

The Dove Shack

This Is the Shack

1995

now tell me what's up, is it the bomb 

as the atmosphere swells up with smoke 

and remember, two hits and pass 

and I'm watchin yo ass 

so

My eyes are tired, blood pumped with caffeine
This place feels more and more like nowhere to me
I'm sick of waiting for a fire to ignite
I could

My eyes are tired, blood pumped with caffeine
This place feels more and more like nowhere to me
I'm sick of waiting for a fire to ignite
I could

To get shit off my chest
Keep it in
Live in it
Never gone vent
When you're buy side
Then you make me less pressed
Shawty with a kiss
I ain't feelin' no

far and faster
You chase me through the smoke
The red clouds through the smoke
Danger, crisp crystal nights
I don't care, I do what I like
It's in

Smokin' Me Out [Radio Edit]

Warren G

Smokin' Me Out [UK]

1997

ain't needed, 
when she know that I'm weeded, 
headin to the hotel to regulate it and beat it 
I exhaled, I seen a cloud of smoke, 
I banged it

Smokin' Me Out

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

conversation ain't needed,
When she know that I'm weeded,
Headin to the hotel to regulate it and beat it
I exhaled, I seen a cloud of smoke,
I banged it

first class on a plane
Ixnay my landin' gear cause I don't need no runway
My final destination is the clouds, this a one-way
Fuckin' with them streets,

In the morning, I'm rolling up that gold sheet
That smoking Kush cloud speaks
When the brain is out cold, hear me talking don't speak
Real quiet in

on this doja
Konnichiwa to the Japanese
I'm comin' down from the clouds to society
Now I'm feelin' anxiety
In combination with sobriety
Obligated

are my mood, My expression, my truth
Pealed back like nude, Lets take it under the skin
Was buzzing through smoke clouds Like a dogfight no wings

is gigantic
Young nigga just be cooling with the clouds cause I'm the highest nigga on the planet
Stay with the tools just like a mechanic
Hot nigga

of depression with no way out
My only crutch broken unfocused trapped in a cloud
Of marijuana smoke, self-loathing, and total doubt
Hadn't felt
Proud in a minute,

smoke-like shadows on the horizon

Pantheons of clouds move across the Atlantic sky 
like ships, white galleons
chariots or cavalcade of noble kingpins

a hookah cloud so big, it be a cumulus, yeah
I'm with the Nado in the studio, joking and humorous, yeah
I ain't a rookie but when we together, I ain't be new

and beautiful sun rays
Blanket the pastoral earth as day transitions into night
The smoke choked the city and everyone was walking around with white masks

Solo so I got high
Alone with the night sky
Telling stories to each other
Where we from and how we got by
Common interests we come to speak how they

Who knows what hides behind these gray clouds
Coercing men to bare frowns?
But even fake crowns eventually bow low to the basslines
That cover me