Radiation (Lung Pollution) - Lil Ugly Mane, SupaSortaHuman

Sorta, SortaHuman

Sorta, SortaHuman

Sorta, SortaHuman

Sorta, SortaHuman

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Hoes is chilling, biting, smoking, drinking, thinking 'bout my past

Then my homies came thru, and asked, «Where the hell’s the sack?»

Petey handed me a bowl of sour, so I took a couple drags

Then proceeded to go to the back and get hash up out the sack

«Take a little just to make it last"—that's Supa’s motto

We fiendin' on these trees like we just won the lotto

Chiefin' for a reason, like we ain’t gon' see tomorrow

Until we fall asleep and make some Zs like Zorro

Inhalin' vapors and feeling no sorrow, don’t feel no pain

I feel bad for the people who have never kicked it with Mary Jane

She radiates all through my brain and enhances every thought I think

Even makes my food better, and I have more fun when I drink

Gimme a bag of that sticky-icky, I need an eighth for the sixty-sixty

Hippie shit, just like the '60s, except we fresh—them dudes was filthy

Ridin' forty-five in the fifty, I smoked these joints, now I’m spliffy

Damn, this bowl really got me lifted, I rap so tight, people say I’m gifted

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Puffin' on that paradise, that kush has got me paralyzed

Verified, I’m very high, whip so clean, it’s sterilized

Terrorize yo block, you in my way?

Why ain’t ya moving?

Me and Supa Sortahuman rolled a quarter in a Cuban, now we groovin'

Feeling extra throwed, hot like wings of buffalos

Just to let you bustas know, them duffel bags got extra dough

Only fuck with sexy hoes, I swear I leave the rest alone

Underground, I’m lesser known, but in the hood they feel my testimony

Y’all ain’t smoking on my level, y’all ain’t fucking on my level

Y’all ain’t dranking on my level, y’all ain’t nothing on my level

These fools they needin' a lesson, they probably smokin' that resin

They talkin' all of that shit, I’ll prolly pull out my weapon

That sour diesel be relievin' my stress, gettin me right

I swear it’s hard not to just walk outside ready to fight

Lime green cannabis, color of Praying Mantises

No stems, no seeds, crystals like they amethyst

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Get high, get high, get high

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt

Smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt, smoke yo blunt