Starlit Smoke Lounge

Lyrics

[INTRO — Rhodes piano, upright bass, brushed drums, muted trumpet] This is to all my astronauts out there. (all my astronauts...) Flyin high in the skies, like trees arise, (flyin’ high...) Calling all my Brothas and sistas to grab they pipe. (brothas and sistas...) Light up that sweet Mary Jane. (Sweet Mary Jane...) We lost in the haze. (lost in the haze... haze... haze...) [SAXOPHONE ANSWER — slow, smoky phrase] [VERSE 1 — Bass starts walking, brushed snare pocket] Yea, we flying high like the martians. (high like the martians...) Smokin exotic gas, grown in the marshes. (grown in the marshes...) No popping pills or doing fent, ain't no need for narcan. (nah... nah...) Just floating (floating... floating...) [TRUMPET FILL] [VERSE 2 — Beat gets slightly funkier, Rhodes chords bounce] Yea we outchea Rapping and flying to exotic lands, (exotic lands...) You know I always keep a capsule with a few strands, (few strands...) My gas been blowing in the building like a big fan, (big fan!) My gas will sweep you off the floor without a dust pan, (sweep you off the floor...) Remember days, when we was broke smokin from a can, (from a can...) Now we burn like Cheech and Chong, burning the best grams, (best grams!) Might just hit the temps high! Just so we can hit a dab, (hit a dab!) Roll a blunt, take a puff, and jump up to the ceiling fan, (to the ceiling!) We in here getting the munchies! (MUNCHIES!) We outchea fiendin over food! Like racoons! (LIKE RACOONS!) But we don't need a trash can! Oh Lord! (OH LORD!) [BAND BREAK — saxophone laughs back at the vocal, bass walks underneath] [CHORUS — Warm soul harmonies, fuller drums] Yea you know I'm wit the gang and we sparking shit! (sparking shit!) A handful a lighters in our hands, we all got a bic. (light it up... light it up...) I keep seeing green when I wake up! (seeing green...) Mary Jane is all I see. (all I see...) Sweet Mary! (Sweet Mary!) She's my lover! (my lover...) She got me feeling high! (so high... so high...) She's always on my mind! (on my mind...) We growin these trees, to ease the pain. (ease the pain...) Oh Mary Jane, please. Take my pain! (take my pain... take my pain...) [SAXOPHONE SOLO — 4 bars] [VERSE 3 — Drums pull back, darker Rhodes chords] Smoking this gas, got me high up on another plane! (another plane...) I swear the chronic got me gassed up, it's in my veins (in my veins...) Swear when life was gettin shitty, I used to pray for better days (better days...) But whenever I'm down, Mary Jane was there to save the day (save the day...) Always posted in my room just a few feet away. (few feet away...) [TRUMPET ANSWER] [CHORUS — NIGHTTIME CLOUD BLUES / BIGGER VOCAL STACK] When the night grows dark, (night grows dark...) the lighters gon spark, (spark... spark...) A cloud rolling by, got this feeling in my heart (in my heart...) I'm feeling super fly when Im rollin up the gar, (super fly...) Just one puff away from floating from the earth (floating... floating...) Oh yea (ohhhh yeah...) Got some zot up in the backwood, (backwood) (BACKWOOD!) light it up and pass it to the guys, (that's right) (THAT'S RIGHT!) We all just smoking, tryna get by. (We just tryna live!) (WE JUST TRYNA LIVE!) A couple pounds of za, sealed inna vacuum (sealed up...) We buss it open and smile, cause we huffing them exotic fumes (exotic fumes...) Candle lights at night when we singling cloud blues, (cloud blues...) A cigar lit up in the dark, riding with a clear view. (clear view... clear view...) [OUTRO — Beat fades to Rhodes, upright bass, sax] (Sweet Mary...) (Mary Jane...) (lost in the haze...) (all my astronauts...) [SAXOPHONE SOLO — slow fade]