Hey yo Richter
Hey yo whaddup D
For the past 6 years our life's been kinda crazy
Travelin' overseas seein shit we wouldn't see
You know a stoner mind like mine can't remember every city
Well you know I'm with you homie and you know I got love
For everybody at our shows, from the clubs to the pubs
Blazin' dubs outta bubs, we be tight like a glove
Like the smoke from our pipes
We gonna rise above

Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between- If we never saw the world tomorrow
we'd go out smokin green- you can't sell it if you never bought it there's a price to chase this
dream- Livin life on the endless Highway lost miles in between

In the back of the back of the
Back of the back of the bus
On this never-ending journey, gettin' searched by the fuzz
Gettin' rushed out my bunk at nine-thirty in the mornin'
Wake up, grab your stash, break the bongs, and hide your doja
Kept composure with the po-po's, our driver was on no-doze
We was movin' slow on the side of the road
And on the side of the road was more highway patrol's
Got the K-9 units, man this shit's no joke
So we called up High Times for some legal advice
'Cause if we miss the show tonight, you know there's gonna be fights
It's gonna get a little rowdy if the Kings don't play
Another price you gotta pay on this

Livin' life on the endless Highway lost miles in between- If we never saw the world tomorrow
we'd go out smokin' green- you can't sell it if you never bought it there's a price to chase this
dream- Livin' life on the endless Highway lost miles in between

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