I'm full of funk, I'm stayin crunk, and Fly ain't barrin no tricks
I'm fillin sweets so full of skunk and then I take me a hit, it's the lick
The ganja mane taking over a playa's brain
Cause fly on that funk, punk, that bud got me hearin thangs
Mane, I'm feelin sane from this place in fly's memory
recalling back fly so high, my visions are blurried, G
Me, myself and I, little Fly gonna take a flight
Whenever it's chronic city, or funkytown late at night
Right, I hit the snow, slammin bones with Lil Braudo
Junkies just 'a comin and...
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