Good Times (Remix)

[Intro: Redman]

Gilla House

Brick City

Style P

[Verse 1: Redman]

When Funk Doc start takin' the drag

It's like, "Who in the hell let this ape in the lab?!"

Breaking the glass bong

I'm swinging harder than Cassius swung

The only kid with a Velcro fabric thump

Neva! Droppin' the blunt

2 for five, rollin'

'89 in the bricks is 15 and growin'

Gilla House fam, you know what it mean

It mean your cipher ain't fuckin' with the Lord of the Ring

Dig it! I pack your pipe with nothin' but bomb

It roll on, like the Power Stripe under your arm

"Hold On," En Vogue

Massive endo, I'm breakin' your dress code

I ain't rockin' kinda-gos

I just came to get high with Styles

And lock my block, like "D" with wider vowels

I'm talking about "A," "E," "I," "O," "U"

My skills already have niggas pressed, fuck an interview

[Hook: Sample, (Styles)]

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high on your memory, high on your memory" (All the time)

"High on your memory..." (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high – high – high – high" (All the time)

"I get high – high – high – high" {*laughing*}

"High-ighhhhhhh..."

[Verse 2: Styles]

I'ma blow it if it's sticky, kid (What up!)

I smoke mayonnaise jars full of green like Biggie did

My pen's my cigar, my bars be serious

You can't fuck wit' me, dawg – point blank, period

I get high and hallucinate

A pound cost 6 in New York

But its half in Miami, nigga, move your weight

My dimes be 1 point O's, 20's be 2 point 2's

Bring a snack and some fruit punch too

And you know I {*inhales*} the purple stuff

I'm so high that I can piss on a cloud and make a bird look up

Smokin' haze in the Hummer while the bird look up

Gettin' high wit' the hammer, so the bird shook up

I get high like Doc and Meth

And "Let Da Monkeys Out," so I can "Bring the Pain" while I pop ya chest

It's D-Block when the bastards reppin' (D-Block)

All I need is a lighter and some haze with a master collection

What

[Hook: Sample, (Styles)]

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high on your memory, high on your memory" (All the time)

"High on your memory..." (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high – high – high – high" (All the time)

"I get high – high – high – high" {*laughing*}

"High-ighhhhhhh..."

[Verse 3: Method Man]

Okay – who y'all know smoke more herb than Tical?

Hit up a weed spot, then off to the D-Block to smoke it with Styles

I fight my way up out the detox

Who smoke a slip but he don't need block, just buds and cumulus clouds

Pull up your Reeboks

This kid has gone Madd Rapper like D-Dot

I got trees, but I'm tryin' to smoke what little he got

If not these niggas, then who? (Son, tell me who)

Burn a leaf and get it "Hot in Herre," like Nelly do

I get high, like Mary J., is "All that I need to gets by"

Stay red eye, no need to get fly

I get a rush (Rush!) when I'm rollin' 'em up

The other day I saw signs in the theater, kids was throwin' 'em up

I get high, high, high

Every day, I get high

Yeah ,I get high, high, high

And every night, I get high

Yeah, I get high, high, high

Mr. Meth, I get high

Yeah (Yeah), yeah, I get high, high, high

With Styles P., I get high-ighhhhhhh

[Hook: Sample, (Styles)]

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high on your memory, high on your memory" (All the time)

"High on your memory..." (Every day)

"I get high – high – high – high" (Every night)

"I get high – high – high – high" (All the time)

"I get high – high – high – high" {*laughing*}

"High-ighhhhhhh..."

[Outro: Styles]

I am the Ghost

Flow with me

{*laughs*}