Artist: Tommy Whispers
Album:  n/a
Song:   Cheeba Hawk
Typed By: pneumatic

[Bonnie Raitt Sample from the song "My First Night Alone Without You"]
There is an aching in my head,
From the bed I can't get used to,
It's these little hours in the dark I dread,
As I spend my first night alone without you.

[Tommy Whispers]
Stuck in my ways I stay puffin my haze,
Blowin that goodness, That kush shit,
That'll have you on you tush bitch,
So don't touch if your lungs can't fuck with,
That's the roof top I wanna see you jump quick,
That's the jump off now let me see you jump this,
You playin double dutch, I'm sprayin off a double pump,
I don't miss, I aim lock and load, Spit, Hit,
Whatever it is I'm hittin that, White Owl's I'm splittin that,
Let the guts loose, Smitty where the digi at,
I smell the dust juice, Pitty me for hittin that,
But I need some good wet like a fresh kitty cat,
My wizards say Tommy Whispers when you gone quit,
When Hell freezes then I'll melt it down with a spliff,
Purple-Purple, That mystery mix,
Bartender time for round two serve up them drinks, Yo.

[Chorus 2X: Tommy Whispers]
We gettin high tonight blowin hella crazy weed,
We gettin high tonight blowin on that PCP,
We gettin fucked up and drunk off of Hennessey,
I'm bout to fuck her I'm done off this extacy.

[Tommy Whispers]
Smokin on that green leaf, Wanted that marijuana,
That ganja, That had Bob Marley become an author,
I write crazier when everything is hazier,
I smoke to the roach aint no point in savin ya,
That line, That bag, That dime, That drag,
One puff of that magical stuff you on your ass,
Puff-Puff pass, I was cuttin my class,
Mixin with hash, I was out for a blast like Hiroshima,
Plus caught in my possession is only a misdemeanor for a twenty,
What a beautiful day to light your trees up,
Like Rockefeller Center on Christmas, Come and see us,
And if I go to Heaven I'm blazin up with Jesus,
Have a cypher with the twelve disciples, I really mean this,
Gettin blunted with the angels of life, I can't believe this,
Blowin O's, Blowin smoke in the face of the weed demon,
One toke, Long pulls of the L and the blunt's steamin, Yo.

[Chorus]