Tuff Enuff - The Fabulous Thunderbirds

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey When The weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really ain't sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got it but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds Weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really ain't sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got it but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds Fuck all them xanz just give me the kush Burning my meds to give me the push You taking Tina well I do not need her Just give me the wood and the side of a bush Baddie she grown I'll dive in her bush King wit a throne and crown that I took Said you was gone but I never looked Just kept moving on cause I'm never shook (Naw) Tried taking the heart in me But ain't know it was gon a long time ago Buried all my intentions and found my goals Member days I was swimming inside my clothes Now I'm focused on rocking designer jeans Hand me downs was the only thing that I know Now I'm focused on getting that Gucci Only paper I had was on loose leaf Now I want it so bad gotta lose sleep Stay away from the people that use me Thought you found you the one better lose me Wrapped around me like beer wit a coozy Hold on wait never again (No-oh) I Thought you'd be there till the end (Aww-oh) When The weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really ain't sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds Weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really ain't sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds Okay (Awww) W-W-Who do I call When I wanna ball Feel like I'm bout to fall (aww, aww) 7 days a week Feel like 7 days no sleep I done been to hell it get deep Created mental jails wit no peace I done dealt with death in the streets I used to fear death, but den we had some meetings So often we got our own lil greetings I say what up thru a lil drink (Nah) Pick up my call I'm bout to fall Can't handle it all Don't want no withdrawals 'Cause when the weed ain't enough I get scared of them drugs Hop in my bag & start tearin it up Really don't know how it's gon go, but I got my goals, & I swear they enough Moved out to Cali in hunger in search of the money, I never did come for no fame Ran thru the digits and honeys, & the music had showed me You can't really numb the pain When The weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really aint sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got it but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds Weed ain't enough I get scared of dem drugs Hop in my bag and start tearing it up Lately been dealing with all of these feelings I feel like I really ain't sharing enough Who do I call when it's wearing me down Talk to my god he ain't hearing me now Fuck it I got it but don't worry about it When you see me coming right up in them clouds (Awww)

Information came about her Suddenly I live without her Turn my stereo up louder I don't wanna hear about her Took myself a small vacation Kind of an investigation Checking out a new sensation Finding much invigoration Hand is on the buzzer And I'm walking through the door Get high on a new thing Get high on a new thing Get high, high on a new thing Everybody wants to find it Just they're all so narrow minded See a hill, they've got to climb it May be pots of gold behind it Worry, worry is your answer If you like your wrinkles faster Nursing old things make them last The way we did it in the past Everybody telling you You ain't got no respect Get high on a new thing Get high on a new thing Get high, high on a new thing Suicide don't make it 'Cause you're lonely in the end Get high on a new thing Get high on a new thing Get high, high, high High on a new thing Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah On a new thing On a new thing (Get high, get high, so high) On a new thing (So high, so high, let's get high) On a new thing (So high, so high, so high) On a new thing (So high, so high, so high) On a new thing (Let's get high) On a new thing

Dumb diggy, bump Biggie Til the landlady holler, "Get a haircut, hippie!" The death knell generator entertain a fresh kill Breath quell dressed like a bloated sack of dead cells Shedding, purple tape, purple hawk ape A single flower through the permafrost Pick himself and learn to walk in furry pants War paint circling a duralog Four-faced devil by his side like a service dog Shlock purists watch the block burneth One o clock prophets in the parking lot at perkins The perfect politician's thirty clicks outside of Sturgis Doggy bag doctors, military deserters Who still shop surplus and can't hold jobs I look like I'm wearing a ghillie suit but I'm not Roll out ghost of Camu on the pegs Might pedal by the police Tough with two F's Ah fuck that shit look Can't tell if I'm a little withdrawn Or dead dogs set to quote unquote live on a farm The coke bottles tint film noir Trippin' out the milk bar Poison horchata cup Milf in a zip car Six arms six hand styles like ships on scrimschaw Part Def Jam part Dischord My wig picker threw me out of her office Had the cold turkey benzo summer was awesome Onion a benzie's[?] Summer was awesome Got brats on the grill Wormwood in a cauldron Horse hoof in the dog's mouth Cholera in a well Make money periodically vomiting on himself I read Nat Geo craft and crack geodes Lift party hats out of Craft Depot Unleaded mire blood pumped through his neck Came down from the mountain Tough with two F's: ... TUFF TUFF (What's so funny? You, what are you laughing at? I said what are you laughing at?) Before player ever met his omega They were effectively reducing his behavior into data With plans to build a dais where the People grow potatoes and cabbage Don't make him raise the gate between the bettas In a spectacle display in the nature of strange neighbors I paint caves til the rage campaign tapers Show a new crop how he used to moonwalk Out of breath like a seven day old balloon dog I still hang band posters and buy black lights Crib decorated like a dorm room at Brandeis Still pretend I'm gonna build another half-pipe Nevermind the fort era christening in pantsize Man, who could've guessed the future of abominal imagery Would also share a birthday with Kenny G? None The ninety-nine cent two cents keeps two arms folded Tough with two F's Yeah, let's do it like that Unh I pay a guy to lean over steepled fingers Then convince me to pay him for his teas and tinctures The string cheese dinner kid speak Cheech wizard Fore I'm gone like Gossamer under number three clippers Three forged in various pulp channels Even his prized horse rides a wolf into battle Even his blood and body couldn't pick him out a line up Or his name off the paper It's Aes pronounced "why us" First learn the high art of eyeing a mark Buying nickels for a dime at the park I learned to rhyme in New York I learned to breathe underwater I learned to walk with a ghost Adidas reeking of sulfur A children's cemetery font When home is a bleeding ulcer Everything you've ever stood up for is keeling over Moon set beautifying Cartoon death catfish on a farm And tough with two F's Yeah

Well, I feel so good I'm gonna boogie, I'm gonna boogie, till the break of day You know momma told poppa About something she heard Now looka here momma Don't you believe a word We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie, till the break of day You know, the old folks boogie Young folks too There can't nobody boogie Like me and you We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie, till the break of day Well, I feel so good I'm gonna boogie, I'm gonna boogie, till the break of day Gonna boogie Well I told my baby We're gonna try again Rock and Boogie Until you We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie, till the break of day Well, I feel so good We're gonna boogie We're gonna boogie, till the break of day