Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I can't walk, and I can't walk I can't lie, dog, I'm so fried, dog I'm so high, dog, this is my life One night I'ma get it done Can't stop 'til I see the sun One bite, hit the drugs Can't die, I'm too young I feel just like Jimi back at Woodstock What did you just give me in this Ziploc Blurred lines, blurred lines, I just fucked for the third time Purple rain, purple rain fell in my cup, slurred rhymes Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I can't walk, and I can't walk Let me tell you a little somethin' 'bout me I'ma finish what you getting started So don't be fighting at my fucking party 'Cause I'ma fuck you up Bitch thought of my crew, though Don't blow my crew, though Make room for the crew, though I got girls in the front, huh 2 grams of the blunt, huh Rolling up that funk, huh I feel just like Ozzy back in '8-5 My girl's just one sloppy ice cream paint job I served it up, I served it up It's the young gun, you heard of us I just got in three fights So I ain't slept for three nights Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades Y'all can't see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I can't walk, and I can't walk