The Bong Squad Vol. Two, by Various Artists

The Bong Squad Vol. Two

by Various Artists

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1.	Intro - Kabal 01:29	info
2.	Tight Thurr - Dis.Band.Dead 03:39	info
3.	Troublesome - A.K.[Milo] 03:05	info
4.	Needle On The Record - The Crackaz 03:36	info
5.	One Two Three Four - Uoonio Aaunea 03:02	info
6.	T.R.O.Y. - Rotten Utensils 03:49	info
7.	Fresh Out Of The Jar - Cigar Face 03:20	info
8.	No Way Out - AK47 04:04	info
9.	Complete - MushMouth 04:33	info
10.	Nutt Bustazz - Dons Of The Dead 02:29	info
11.	I'm So High - Dis.Band.Dead 03:59	lyrics
I'm So High (chorus) I'm so high, I got honey, so it's time to stuff this here blunt with chocolate thai, I'm so high, I got joints, & I can tell you wanna puff just by the look in your eye/ & wigg when I stride by, I don't care, I take a big hit & blow it in the air, Wigga I'm so high, I got some northern & some skunk & bubble hash so let's go smoke some lye/ (V1.) Kabal rotten like the cutter, smoke til' I stutter, My spliff will melt your brain like two pounds of butter/ I never leave the crib, I tell my bong that I love her, Drop the burner, but I ain't concerned I just smother/ Get the buds lay them out real nice for me to murder, I light, smoke my joints until my fingers hit the burner/ It's a privilege to get high with this head, Cus' the shit over here turns you into walking dead/ Paranoia is on ya, that's the chron hitting your head, Fuck the sensimilla but some Indica instead/ On the block I'm from, a half quarter be $40 and still under, That's why I grow my own stone & stare at it in wonder/ Pipes dirty, now I gotta scrub it with Brillo, So next time I'll be standing in the smoke that I billow/ The chronic is blown, for the puffers That got locked up for a quarter, now their families have no home/ (chorus) I'm so high, I got honey, so it's time to stuff this here blunt with chocolate thai, I'm so high, I got joints, & I can tell you wanna puff just by the look in your eye/ & wigg when I stride by, I don't care, I take a big hit & blow it in the air, Wigga I'm so high, I got some northern & some skunk & bubble hash so let's go smoke some lye/ (V2.) Don't confuse me with these bandwagon suckers, Cus' I was getting high when you was sucking moms tits' mutherfucker/ Thank god for giving us this gift, You think that it's a crime to get high? I think you need to hit a fat spliff/ Wigga, I got the shit that makes you wheezy, Believe that, cus' I ain't smoking shit that's cheesy/ Look kid, I don't train with light weights, Difference is I'm toking AK & you be smoking shite shake/ Yeah boy I hit chemo, Kabal send a bitch to the store just for some blunts & cappuccino/ You chumps can't afford homegrown, Look around, I'm growing 40 clones, to break it down that's eternally stoned/ The nexus with my cardiac plexus, I get wreck-less in a stolen Lexus/ Only in Vice City am I asking for problems, I'm the home with more cones than Baskin-Robbins/ (chorus) I'm so high, I got honey, so it's time to stuff this here blunt with chocolate thai, I'm so high, I got joints, & I can tell you wanna puff just by the look in your eye/ & wigg when I stride by, I don't care, I take a big hit & blow it in the air, Wigga I'm so high, I got some northern & some skunk & bubble hash so let's go smoke some lye/ (V3.) Everywhere i go now I leave it stunk, Cus' I be smelling like a car that just collided with a family of skunks/ Got these Sha-Sha shoes for a wedding, they make me look sleeker, Plus now I can hide the bomb in my sneaker/ All you bitches that linger, back up before I sting ya, Cus' there's a ring on this muthafuckin' finger/ Black in my bowl that I'm offing, A black lung & some mad coughing/ I'm blowing O's at the back talking, You wanna hit but you didn't toss in, & you don't even know what this shit be costing/ Fuck this hash, I need the green to move me, I roll another doobie, kick back, smoke, relax & pop in that Friday movie/ Now I'm plotting on poppers but it's some scupper shit, & might leave a bit of resin on your upper lip/ They got weed in each state, but still... You gotta go all the way to my place to get a fat ass eighth/ (chorus) I'm so high, I got honey, so it's time to stuff this here blunt with chocolate thai, I'm so high, I got joints, & I can tell you wanna puff just by the look in your eye/ & wigg when I stride by, I don't care, I take a big hit & blow it in the air, Wigga I'm so high, I got some northern & some skunk & bubble hash so let's go smoke some lye/
12.	Love U - APK f.Kabal&Artimetik 03:58	info
13.	Wack-a-traitors - Beef Chiefs f.Kabal 03:36	info
14.	Sick Intentions - The Bong Squad 04:47	info

about

The Bong Squad Vol.2

A compilation of music from Kabal
and his fellow band mates & associates.

credits

released June 6, 2006

All songs mixed & mastered by Kabal (except where noted) for (c) Midian Music, Secret Society Sound, Atomic Pizza Records &
Freedom Skies Hip Hop (2005)
KABAL (K.Theodoropolus)
ARTIMETIK (O.Corby)
SMILECASE (B.Andress)
AK47 (M.Zaghatti)
MR. P. (M.Myre)
PZAMAN (C.McCallum)
ALEX P. KEATON (V.MacInnis)
A.K./MILO (A.Koletic)
D$MONEY$ (D.Legue)
MUSHMOUTH (S.Ryan)