The Bong Squad Vol. Two

by Various Artists

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The Bong Squad Vol.2

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

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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)

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Kabal Brampton, Ontario

Oldschool hardcore underground producer/rapper from Brampton Ontario Canada.

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Track Name: I'm So High - Dis.Band.Dead
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/