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cloudy-eyed stroll - tech n9ne lyrics

[verse 1: tech n9ne]
sunday morning i awake with head aching from the night before
me and my n*ggas at the bowling alley trippin’ ’cause we alto
i reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
’cause they kicked us out for throwin’ b*lls in other people’s lane
sunny day in the summer is ’bout to become a cloudy one
outey from perious puffs, devious sl*ts, mischievous stuff
picked up the phone, it’s on
i got my n*ggas on the line ready to swoop the n9ne
once again i’m pulling out my relish to spend
but today i’m not gonna take these b*tches to the west glen
’cause me and my rogue dogs and road hoggs
slippin’ on a mission and contemplating on old calls
30 minutes later i’m waitin’ at the door, ready to go
feelin’ relieved when i heard my n*ggas roll
yellin’, “that’s my ride” as my baby girl cries
stepped inside, looked around and everybody’s lookin’

[chorus: paul law]
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed

[verse 2: tech n9ne]
everybody’s blown but me
timley got them straight cumulus in his eyes
prolly because, dr. bombay and purple fuzz up above
this sunday sunny day had that izm
got it, scoob just started because his eyes reach stratus
435 north, we dippin’ the suburbans filled with smoke
we jerking, i’m hoping to get the new rotation working
no joking, eyes open, for the feels what it is
what it was and what it shall be is we on high l.a. indeed
pass the puffy on the midwest town side, much obliged
’cause i’m feeling high up and cloudy*eyed
windows down, wind goes ’round my crown astounded
right now my marial don’t wanna be grounded
i clowned it, now my name is munchie
ooh, you high, 7*11 got the best food in the country
blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
from the depths of mizzou, n*ggas have no clue what to do
caught up with black and txx will
what’s the deal? on our way to new peking for real
we loud and boisterous as we stepped inside
peoples lookin’ at us funny ’cause everybody’s lookin’
[chorus: paul law]
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed

[verse 3: tech n9ne]
cloudy*eyed stroll, now my stride’s slow
walking up out of the new peking, eyes closed
took another hit from the poison mist
got my brain on twist but i still persist
what’s up? what we doin’ on a sunday eve
it’s straight to 5*6, best believe
we callin’ up some bianca’s on the humbug
to come down around the town
everybody else is skateland bound
5*6*1*6 highland, feelin’ far out like thailand
my man dyamund said no one can roll ’em like i can
d*mn, once again it’s on, the beatrice’s from the phones
in the house and they straight getting blown
whatever happened i don’t know, woke up on the floor
5 o’clock in the morning, i’m ret to go for sure
gotta get back to the crib, my squeeze said this sh*t is gettin’ old
they dropped me off and that’s the end of my*

[chorus: paul law & tech n9ne]
cloudy*eyed (stroll), cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed
cloudy*eyed, cloudy*eyed

- tech n9ne lyrics

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