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CRUCIAL CONFLICT - SO HIGH [OFFICIAL VIDEO WITHOUT INTRO}
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crucial Conflict
Crucial Conflict
Performer
Ralph Leverston
Ralph Leverston
Chorus
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ralph Leverston
Ralph Leverston
Lyrics
Corey Johnson
Corey Johnson
Lyrics
Wondosas Martin
Wondosas Martin
Lyrics
Marrico King
Marrico King
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ralph Leverston
Ralph Leverston
Producer

Lyrics

I been smoking on
So much it got my eyes low
Way back in the days I was
Rolling up dank that stanck
Get a tank a gas and ride slow
Breaking down the ducks
Like a refer cluck
On the way to the
Liquor store
Get a 5th and 3 or 4 cups
When I wanna get drunk
Got the woffer as loud as they go
Hitting blocks on westside
From the non daylight
To the moon shine
Getting high like a
Helium balloon flying
Ain awhen they ask me
Say I'm so fine
Not that white but doing lines
That raw on the beat I'm handle mine
In the fog I'm geeked like hammer time
Can't touch this smoke cause I'm so
I'm so high
(Smoking)
Outer space I'm outer outer space
(Smoking)
Outer space im outer outer space
I'm so high
(Smoking)
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
Repeat
Kilo verse:
Hello is anyone out there
Is there any one listing
Can you hear me
Can you see me clearly
When you trien to read me
Can you coincide
What's goin on inside of my mind
When im flying threw the ski
Then I orbit with
More shit to elevate me
To do a walk by
But I'm to high
I'm with rick james
And curt conbane
And I got my stash
The rap richard pyro
Wearing all black johnnycash
Outter space on to the moon
Then im goin straight to mars
Spacey stones with a hobot
Riding I'm folien cars
Yea I'm high
Cold hard verse :
I just hopped off the 290
Man I'm scummy
Went left on independence
That shit there good smoke
Got me feeling all kinda pimpish
Saying shit like yeah bitch
You can get it heightened
My refer sense's
Let me lift your spirit
This shit serious
And not from no dispensary
Bitch come smoke one with me
I'm getting high and tipsy
Blood shot red
When you see my eyes
Good smoke ain't no mystery
Gone miss me blowed fucked
Up blew out far away high
Gone too high in my zone
I'm so high
(Smoking)
Outer space I'm outer outer space
(Smoking)
Outer space im outer outer space
I'm so high
(Smoking)
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
I'm so high
(Smoking)
Outer space I'm outer outer space
(Smoking)
Outer space im outer outer space
I'm so high
(Smoking)
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
Never verse:
Steady playin congo in my brain
Gorrilla gas on my terrain
Slide down vines
To catch a line of this here
Tree funk different strains
Extra extra
Got that smoke pack
Hit like marathon la
Or unabomb
Back in the 90s hay
Just twist 1 up to skate
Rolling down the the block
Im holding down the block
Just doing my thang
Not for the stress today
Gotta quarter pound to blaze
Choo choo tha train
Then n now I smoke a lot
Say 1 spliff a day
Keep the evil away
Got my good ancestors
In my chest
Phena take me outta space
Lead the way
I'm so high
(Smoking)
Outer space I'm outer outer space
(Smoking)
Outer space im outer outer space
I'm so high
(Smoking)
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
To the moon
(Smoking)
I'm smoking to the moon
Chorus:
(Smoking)
(Smoking)
(Smoking)
(Smoking)
I'm so high
(Smoking)
(Smoking)
I'm so high
(Smoking)
(Smoking)
Written by: Corey Johnson, Marrico King, Ralph Leverston, Wondosas Martin
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