Huffy - We Warm lyrics

[Huffy - We Warm lyrics]

Huffleberry Fin, yea yea yea yea
Born to win again

(Looking out the fucking windows, yea)
As the wind blows
Looking out the windows, aye

Buddha head above me calms my
Senses like a sedative
Neuro-elastically I'm bungee couldn't fight
My level headedness
Taking hit's follow the light
Like some Jesuit's
Possibilities expand my consciousness
Like mescaline
Forget the teachings from your reverend
I'm about to get it in
Open up your mind inhale the medicine
I'm flowing with the current many
Tangents like the Everglades
The waters looking murky cause I'm
Staring in forevers face
I told the people that their ego
Solely just comprised of memories
Only way to progress is let go
Make way for the better days
These insights fresh squeezed like lemonade
Low vibrations feel weak like they seven days
Smoking weed like it's the 70s
Bout to reach my mushroom peak I
Speak ignite the lemon haze
On point recite my remedies oblique
To what they ever say
Your content more like tongue in cheek
Unique is my trajectory ayeee

I'm going so fucking far, solar
So far (solar, far)

Uh! Breathe the flowers scents comprised of
Beauty and the openness
Meditate I'm deep inside my mind
My body motionless
Intercepting all these waves flowing
Like the ocean is
Liquid Lucy, brain cells growing
Let the potion drip grab my talisman
Clutched inside my calloused hands
I'm taking trips to the
Spirit realm no Vatican
The Journey full of love
And some primal shenanigans
And Shiftin the consciousness shake
And bake Rafael Addison
She luke warm having new born flashbacks
Shoot, my roots formed by the true force
Could never see past that
If you ever loosing sense of the
Source I'll send you some acid
Roll some herb, blast it, and please pass it
Madness is skepticism of the magician
I'm hitting
Marijuana spliff consistent I'm
Elevated and lifted
Hella faded, Mary in the cellophane
I'm celebrated
By my self just for being alive
I made it out the matrix
You can't deny this nation was
Build on the slave ships
And genocides of natives
Who the fuck would thought the heart of this
Would spawn a boy with good vibrations
But it's in the heart of us, good
I can't fake it who separated part of us
But they can't take it
I'm ascending to my center
High spiral gyrating
My minds vacant hope the
Land won't be desolate
My baby and me warm spacing
Out in the elements

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